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... ts of smoke and fading embers from a battle that had shaken the world. In the silent fields beyond the capital walls, fractured portals began to open — circular rips of shimmering magic lined with ancient Aryavratan runes.
One by one, figures stumbled through.
Bloodied. Broken. Barely standing.
The few remaining soldiers of Aryavrata and its allied nations — those who had survived the wrath of Zorwath — emerged through the spatial gates carved by emergency runes. These we ...
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