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... tared up at the flickering image in the sky.
A battlefield, scorched and broken.
Flames burned in the background, tents torn apart by wind and fire.
The moans of the wounded could be faintly heard even through the spell’s projection.
But it wasn’t the chaos that held their attention.
It was the figure kneeling at the front—bloodied, but unmistakably Wilhelm.
"Is that... the Central Army camp?" Pasithea asked, her voice quiet and cold.
Maria ...
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