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... ity once gleamed in the distance. But the Arena—now twisted, warped, and buried in a dome of black flame—was no longer part of that world. It hung like a scar against the horizon, its structure swallowed by the expanding maw of the Devils' Domain.
Darien stumbled across the charred soil, the sacred relic clasped tightly in his arm, his armor cracked and streaked with divine light that refused to fade. Every breath he took seared his lungs. The land itself rejected him—rejected anything h ...
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