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... oliseum, a corridor not meant for rest, but for staging — for lining up the next blood offering.
From here, he could see the ring through a pane of mirrorstone, polished so thin it shimmered like water under sunlight. The crowd's roar came muffled, a thunder trapped behind glass.
Above, banners still rippled in the wind, house crests gleaming with sorcery: Stormont's fire-drake, Varendel's ember sigil, Damaris' twin-circle brand. But it was not the banners Caelith studied — it wa ...
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