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... ng out the screams, the clash of steel, even the roars of the wyverns. All that remained was the sight—a battlefield soaked in firelight, strewn with the corpses of his beasts, and crawling with soldiers that should not exist.
His gaze swept the carnage.
Ashbourne's troops fought like phantoms—silent, merciless, and inhuman. No fear. Only cold, perfect coordination.
And behind them, the embers.
Those damned embers that birthed teleporting killers. And the knights ...
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