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... of malevolent crimson. Below, flames roared triumphantly, swallowing the remains of Elmire with a voracious hunger, tearing through the village as if to punish the very earth beneath. It was as if the land itself wept, drowned beneath layers of molten rage.
I stood on a ridge overlooking the ruins, my dual-colored hair whipping furiously in the howling winds conjured by the sheer destruction before me. One eye amber, one vivid green, both now dulled and subdued by a cruel enchantment wov ...
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