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... r his shoulders, glowing softly in the dim light.
He appeared calm—serene, almost unbothered.
But that was a lie.
A carefully crafted illusion.
This was his daily routine—stillness masking the storm beneath.
His people were imprisoned, trapped in a forbidden land by the will of one man.
And Castan remembered that day clearly.
The day they made a grave mistake.
They had crossed someone they should never have challenged.
A man ...
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