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... p> The air in Graveforge Citadel was thick with the scent of ash and ancient blood. The sky above churned with storm clouds, casting an eerie glow over the desolate landscape. I stood at the heart of the citadel, facing Vardaal, the Betrayer of Eternities. His presence was overwhelming, a fusion of decayed divinity and relentless malice.
Vardaal's armor was a tapestry of shattered thrones and broken halos, each piece pulsating with the remnants of fallen gods. His weapon, a colossal lanc ...
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