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... ence; there was not a speck of fear in her expression. Rather, a wide grin stretched across her lips, her eyes glowing with the pure intensity of euphoria.
The enemy had crossed into her effective range. Their fate was sealed.
“Arcanists, stand down!” Stephen Vale bellowed, his tone crisp and authoritative.
The weaving mages ceased their channelling immediately, the light of their Phoros faltering and receding.
The war horns and battle cries grew louder with every ...
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