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... l Eldros stronghold exuded an eerie and unsettling calm—like the eye of a hurricane.
Guards clad in polished, ornamental armor stood at attention, their spines as rigid as spears, eyes blank behind visors that gleamed under the soft glow of enchanted chandeliers. They were like statues—beautiful but empty, their stillness mocking the turmoil beyond the walls.
Within the grand halls, ministers and courtiers wandered freely, dressed in layers of silk and jewels that caught the flic ...
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