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... cal density within the black stone walls felt heavy. The air tasted of ozone and crushed mint. This was a byproduct of the massive celestial energy Lucifer had just commanded to restructure the fortress.
Lucifer stood in the center of the courtyard with steady breathing. The Warlord’s Trial hung over his head as a mandate to slaughter half a million hostiles. He needed supplies. He needed resources. He needed time. Time was the one currency he lacked.
The ambient temperature sudd ...
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