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... er, but to the grieving father. Then, he turned and set off towards the looming silhouette of the DeathWood Arena, his silhouette vanishing into the darkening trees.
The weight of Andre’s gaze lifted, but the weight of his quest settled onto Alvian’s shoulders like a shroud. He turned his back on the disguised examiner, the S-Tier quest a glowing, golden promise in his interface. Glory was forged in danger, he had said. It was a hollow platitude. For him, glory was irrelevant. All that m ...
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