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... mbition thrived in the embrace of shadow. Blackened spires clawed at the storm-ridden sky, while the ever-present scent of smog and iron hung thick in the air.
The streets teemed with wary merchants and soldiers alike, all moving under the silent watch of armored enforcers, as if the city itself was waiting for a war to break out from within itself too.
At the core of the capital stood the royal citadel, a fortress hewn from the very bones of the earth, its obsidian walls etched ...
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