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... n like living veins, but his eyes widened as the realization struck him—he had broken his word. In front of the entire elven kingdom. In front of the Mother Tree. In front of ancestors whose pride had defined their race for millennia.
He had used elemental energy.
Not just used it—he had erupted with it.
Silence fell.
It was not the heavy silence of fear, but something far worse for elves: disbelief. Faces stiffened. Brows furrowed. Lips curled downward in restrai ...
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