FROM ENEMIES TO EMBERS

From Enemies to Embers

The battleground lay silent. Once a cacophony of clashing steel and desperate cries, it now echoed only with the mournful breeze. The victor party, weary, stood among the remnants of their fallen foes. The air itself seemed to throb with the lingering energy of a conflict that had ended in victory, but left both sides scarred. A strange sensation p

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