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... ly devout could usually pinpoint the second they’d changed. More often than not, their Damascus moment happened in the figurative foxhole: under fire, when survival stripped away everything else and left faith bare and real.
Ethan leaned back into the couch. “Yeah. I’m all ears.”
“It was six years ago that I marched with a squad to Coramore. We were sent there on account of shipments: wagons of mana crystals, potions, and grain far beyond a small town’s need. We traced them to th ...
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