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... tween Cedric, whose expression was as tense as she’d expected, and Lucavion, whose smirk carried its usual air of infuriating confidence. The murmurs from the other adventurers filled the air, but Elara barely registered them. Her thoughts churned, a mix of concern and excitement bubbling beneath the surface.
’Fighting at the central flank,’ she thought, her fingers brushing the hilt of her staff. The memory of yesterday’s battle flashed through her mind—how the frost magic she’d trained ...
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