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Chapter 107 - The Forgotten Rite

The battlefield had not yet bled, but the air trembled with memory—thick, ancient, and suffocating. It pressed down on every living thing like the weight of forgotten centuries, curling around bone and breath, echoing in the spaces between heartbeats. The very atmosphere felt bruised by time. Even the storm seemed to pause, holding its breath at the precipice of something older than war, older than history itself—something about to awaken.

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