Four hundred leagues to the south, beneath the scorching sun of the Obsidian Dunes, the imperial citadel of the Bloodfang Empire was shrouded in an atmosphere of suffocating terror and impending doom. Inside the colossal Throne Room of Black Iron, King Malakar sat upon his jagged seat of petrified bone and blackened bronze. The emperor was sixty winters old, his gaunt face carved with deep lines of cruelty, his eyes…
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