Late that night, a violent explosion rocked the western bastion of Drakonhold. A fireball of oily black and crimson flame tore through the primary ammunition vault of the Great Forge, collapsing three stone arches and destroying two hundred crates of enchanted arrows and drake armor. Auren and Lyra arrived at the scene within minutes, accompanied by General Soryn and forty royal guards. The air in the smoking courtyard was thick…
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