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Chapter 2: Whispers Of The Past
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... death and decay. Dark clouds churned overhead, blotting out the moon's silver glow. The ground beneath was scorched and cracked, a battlefield long abandoned but never forgotten.
A lone figure strode forward, his black cloak billowing behind him. His footsteps were silent despite the jagged rocks beneath. His presence alone carried a weight that sent shivers through the spines of those who dared to watch from the shadows.
Kol Vaelros had returned.
Once feared as the scour ...
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