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... stant wound in the horizon had grown into a seething gash in reality—stretching wide across the skies of the Eastern Vale. Crimson tendrils of energy twisted like veins from the gaping rift, staining the clouds and casting the sun in hues of blood-orange. The very air tasted of iron and static.
The kingdom was restless.
Inside the war chamber of the palace, a map lay sprawled across the obsidian table. Tiny red markers dotted the borderlands—villages swallowed, forests warped int ...
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