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... led across the fractured valley floor, rising and falling in uneven waves as residual shockwaves continued to pulse through the air. Pebbles rattled. Broken stone slid into newly formed cracks. The battlefield groaned softly, as if exhausted from enduring too much violence in too little time.
No one spoke.
Every eye was fixed on the center of the dust storm.
Within the protective formation, Sanatan Flame Sect disciples leaned forward unconsciously. Some held their breath. ...
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