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... inside the fortress island, its skyline was jagged with silhouettes of towering spires and fortified battlements of entrenched Arcanum Engines. Its streets was a labyrinth of stone and encompassed by colonial architecture. It wasn't merely a capital city, but a representative of the defiant spirit of Mavors.
Yet, above its skies, the heavens burned.
The strategic ships of the Sentinel Fleet hung like dark omen, their hulls glinting ever slightly under the wave of crimson breaths ...
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