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The mist inside the citadel of Aethelgard did not drift; it pressed against the stone like a living thing, thick with the scent of ozone and old blood. Kaelen stood alone in the center of the Hall of Echoes, his knuckles white around the chipped obsidian staff his father had left him, the wood cold and slick against his palm. He was thirty years old, though the three years spent hunting this...

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