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... The antidote coursed through their bodies, shielding them from the poisonous mist that choked the palace halls.
For Roderick, swallowing the cure was a bitter act. He felt undeserving—there were others, more selfless, who had exerted themselves endlessly to create the antidote, and he had done far less.
But the mages insisted. They needed him. Roderick knew the palace better than anyone alive. More importantly, the emperor still trusted him.
If they were to stop the empe ...
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