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... nd silent. Below, the Saharan Waste stretched out like a corpse, sun-bleached, cracked, and hollow. A desert born after the world ended, reshaped by mana and ruin.
From this high up, it looked still.
I still was not sure if I could trust stillness.
Inside the aircraft, no one spoke.
Eitan Velar sat across from me, calm as stone, flipping through a mission slate with practiced ease. Gold-tier. Clean-cut. Everything about him radiated discipline. He didn't ask quest ...
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