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... h the jagged peaks of Oblivion, carrying with it the scent of ash and ancient secrets.
Each step I took on the cracked obsidian path echoed like a drumbeat, a reminder of the battles I'd fought and the ones yet to come.
I adjusted the straps on my Abyss Gauntlets, their void-forged steel still humming with residual energy.
The memory of my clash with Nelo Angelo was fresh, but my mind was already consumed by thoughts of the Queen's Right Wing.
"They say she's the ...
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