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Chapter 497: A Sword That Cut The Void
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... apes, a gray-haired woman sat quietly before a polished silver mirror.
The soft glow of midday filtered through the silk curtains, casting faint patterns on the stone floor. A carved wooden brush lay forgotten on the table before her, its bristles stained with strands of gray hair. In her hands, she held a parchment letter, its seal broken, its words still burning in her mind.
In the corner of the room, a falcon perched inside a wrought-iron cage mounted atop a five-foot-tall woo ...
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