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... ith Gen in his arms but now he stood, ready for battle in the eye of a desert storm. Sand raged all around him, swirling in chaotic patterns under the sky.
Red lightning flashed and thunder rumbled overhead, casting eerie lights across the storm. The wind howled like a banshee. It was as if he was trapped in a painting where every detail was exaggerated and vivid.
A voice cut through the howling wind, pulling Ezra's attention. "What do you think, Shadrach?" The words echoed aroun ...
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