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... he echo of divine battle.
The shoreline breathed quietly, tides rolling in slow rhythm over smooth sand.
What was once a battlefield of shattered spirit and roaring fate
now rested as a cradle of peace.
Shaurya still slept — body long mended, spirit still gathering light.
Inside the grand tent, his breathing was calm, chest rising and falling like a resting lion. Beside him, Lin Shu sat in silence. She hadn’t left him since the moment he fell — the entire ...
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