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... refused to let go.
Even Thae'Zirak's massive frame moved more slowly now, wings laboring against the sharp, glacial winds that coiled in from the north like ghostly serpents.
The sky had lost all warmth. It was a ceiling of pale iron, heavy and endless, with no sun and no moon—only light without source, dull and indifferent.
Below them, the frozen wasteland stretched on, cracked and broken like the shattered shell of a world long dead.
And at the center of it all— ...
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