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... eel the warmth of a purpose burning inside him.
His days had been empty, his nights devoid of meaning, drifting through time with no attachment to the world.
But now, standing beside Ahcehera on the battlefield, he felt something he had not felt in centuries, light.
It was not just the light of the battle raging around them, the fire from burning warships, or the glow of plasma weapons cutting through the dark hordes of zergs. It was her.
Ahcehera moved like a tem ...
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