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... uneasily in their seats. The circular table at the center, an ornate piece carved from dark, enchanted wood, bore the weight of both maps and tempers.
"How could such a thing even happen?!" The King of Beasts roared, his voice reverberating through the canvas walls like a caged lion’s growl. His massive fist slammed onto the table, rattling the intricate array sketches strewn across its surface. "How is it possible? I thought the church and its people were resistant to the corrupt energy ...
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