FROM ENEMIES TO EMBERS

From Enemies to Embers

The battleground lay silent. Once a cacophony of crushing steel and desperate cries, it now echoed only with the mournful wind. The survivor party, weary, stood among the debris of their fallen foes. The air itself seemed to throb with the lingering energy of a conflict that had ceased in victory, but left both sides scarred. A strange feeling perm

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