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... e pillars, their flames casting shifting shadows across the chamber. The long, oak tables, which usually dominated the space, had been pushed aside to create a broad expanse for the gathered warriors.
The Northern warriors stood in stark contrast to the warriors of the Damned, their ranks visibly divided by centuries of mistrust. At the far end of the hall, a very well-adorned seat similar to that of a throne loomed on a raised dais, a silent emblem of authority and judgment.
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