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... ed pale face.
Behind him, a line of figures stood in the shadows, each exuding a formidable aura.
On the other side, next to the throne at the end of the hall, stood an old man with white hair and half-melted armor.
He held a sharp single-handed sword and gasped for breath, evidently having just experienced a fierce battle.
“Grand Duke of Mountain Crystal, if you choose to surrender now, perhaps I could grant you a swift death.”
The hoarse voice rang out, ...
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