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... il of sleep lifted from Amukelo and Eliss, revealing a spectacle that would have set a lesser heart to quivering. Four dragons, their scales a mosaic of earthen hues, sat in silent vigil outside the tent. These were not the fearsome beasts of lore that razed villages and hoarded gold; their demeanor held a regal bearing, a solemn gravity that bespoke of ancient wisdom and an authority unchallenged by time.
Amukelo, with the caution of one versed in the unpredictability of magical creatur ...
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