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... inst the roiling sky, molten feathers casting flickers of light across the jagged landscape. The air shuddered under the weight of her power, the molten arsenal she conjured—a deadly array of blades, spears, and orbs—hovering around her like a predator’s snarl given form.
Arthur stood below, battered but unbroken, his body a monument of scorched obsidian and molten strength. His claws dug deep into the shattered ground, the heat rising around him like a second skin. His molten eyes track ...
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