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 wind. The victor party, weary, stood among the remnants of their fallen enemies. The air itself seemed to hum with the lingering energy of a conflict that had ceased in victory, but left both sides scarred. A strange feeling per

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