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... en robe fluttering slightly in the dusty wind stirred by the chaos below. His gaze remained fixed on the battlefield, watching with an unreadable expression as the spear-wielder collapsed in a cascade of crumbling stone, its core obliterated by that boy’s unnatural precision.
A deep, slow breath escaped his lips.
He could hardly claim surprise at the inevitable downfall of the giants. In truth, he recognized that the boy was no ordinary, reckless youth wielding a vengeance-soaked ...
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