The acrid, choking stench of black phosphorus and pulverized stone flooded the ancient Vault of the First Sovereigns as the echoes of the explosion died away. Alpha Garrick strode through the shattered archway, his expensive velvet mantle torn and dusted with grey ash, a cruel, triumphant sneer curling his thin lips. Flanked by Grand Master Keith of the Obsidian Syndicate—a gaunt, cold-eyed warlord wearing obsidian plate and carrying a star-metal…
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