The rhythmic thunder of war-drums rolled through the subterranean chambers of the Razor Crags long before the enemy was visible to the naked eye. It was a deep, guttural pounding, like the heartbeat of an ancient monster dragging its iron belly across the cracked salt flats. Selene stood upon the high northern bastion, the frigid dawn wind whipping her silver hair into a wild halo around her shoulders. Below her,…
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