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... s negatively charged with electricity, heavy with the copper tang of blood and the cloying sweetness of incense meant to mask the stench of death.
Unlike the bright, open architecture of the orthodox Azure Cloud Sect, this place was a fortress of shadows and crimson stones formed by dried-up blood essences, built into the side of a desolate canyon miles away from the sect’s protective formations.
Vice-Captain Jee knelt on the cold floor, his shattered arm bound in crude bandages ...
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