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... the terrifying beauty of a perfect equation. Their brass feet stamped on the soft soil of Aethel’s Remnant in perfect, synchronized time, a relentless metronome counting down the final moments of the small, peaceful village. The villagers, armed with their rusty, enchanted heirlooms, stood behind Kaelen, their faces pale with a brave, hopeless defiance.
Kaelen was not looking at the army. He was looking at the System interface that only he could see, a shimmering, translucent screen of t ...
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