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... e once radiant tournament platform had become shrouded in crimson mist and the wails of broken space. The rules, the elders, and the so-called "sacred order" of the tournament had all crumbled in a single instant.
No one understood what had just occurred, until the truth, buried beneath millions of years of silence, began to rise like a corpse refusing to rot.
"So it has finally begun..." Suelo, with the gaze of a sleeping dragon, stepped forward. His robes fluttered, though no w ...
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