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Chapter 333 - THE WAR COUNCIL

Chapter 331: The War Council

​The atmosphere in the Lower Districts had shifted.

​A week ago, it had been a place of fear—a refugee camp huddled in the dark, waiting for the ceiling to collapse. Now, it was a forward operating base. The air didn't smell like rot anymore; it smelled of ozone, sharpening steel, and the distinct, crisp scent of mana being compressed into volatile explosives.

​I stood over a makeshift tactical map spread across a crate in the center of the market square. The map wasn't paper; it was a 3D projection generated by Selena's memory, glowing with faint blue light in the gloom of the roots.

​Around me stood the architects of the coming war.

​Leon, his golden armor dented but polished, looking every inch the Hero.

Maria, spinning a dagger of unmelting ice between her fingers, her eyes bored and dangerous.

Selena, standing perfectly still, her obsidian eyes tracking the movements of the resistance fighters preparing in the background.

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