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... g intervals.
Not the furious tempo of battle, but the measured cadence of a siege.
Each round sent sparks flashing across Emberhold’s shimmering barrier, cascading ripples of light over its basalt towers and obsidian walls.
The barrier held, as Caedrion expected.
But every shell was a stone on the scales, and even the strongest wards would eventually crack under the weight of constant bombardment.
This was not the ancient barrier that proudly stood over Da ...
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