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... n the Emberforged Titan moved.
Not just in the usual, scripted way—not in the pattern every raid guide warned about. This was different.
The Titan didn’t just wake.
It stood.
The furnace at its core pulsed. Embers surged through its limbs like blood through veins. Its plated arms unfolded with unnatural fluidity, and its helm craned in a slow arc, surveying the entire battlefield like a judge rising from a tomb.
Neither guild had time to react properly. ...
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