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... ear rippled outward, a pebble tossed in stagnant water. Boots shuffled, metal clinked as grips tightened. Raëdrithar's head swiveled, silver eye cool and ancient. His low rumble rolled through the ground—less growl, more verdict. The soldier dropped his gaze, cheeks bleaching.
Vaelira stamped her spear butt once, sharp as a gavel. "Focus. Fear won't save you." The words cracked like a whip, slicing the gathering dread. She held the gaze of each trembling recruit until shoulders eased and ...
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