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Chapter 309 - THE SILVER CITY

Chapter 305: The Silver City

​The transition from the Iron Wilderness to the Silverwood of Denmard Kingdom was a sensory assault.

In the Dead Mana Zone, the world had felt thin, like a charcoal sketch.

Here, the mana was so dense it shimmered in the air like diamond dust. It filled my parched circuits, but the relief was tempered by the sight of five hundred silver-clad rangers keeping their bows notched.

​We weren't riding in triumph. The wreckage of the Iron-Horse was being towed by massive, six-legged beasts of burden, and we were confined to a single carriage, watched over by Captain Aelion's cold, flinty eyes.

​"Don't look so sour, Leon," I muttered, leaning back against the velvet seats—a sharp contrast to the frozen metal we'd inhabited for days. "We're alive. That's a win in my book."

​"We're prisoners, Michael," Leon gripped his training sword, his knuckles white. "After everything we did... they treat us like the plague."

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