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... l winter. It was the seeping aura of Shyla, the Adept Ice Mage of the Apocalyptic Guild. She walked with the imperious grace of her elven heritage, silver eyes scanning the tree line for filth.
Behind her, the heavy crunch of boots announced Ryan. The tank carried a tower shield that looked heavy enough to crush a bear, yet he moved with a steady, rhythmic gait.
"Ambush," Dora whispered from the rear. Her Intelligence attribute made her sensory perception sharp, picking up heartb ...
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