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93. Seige of The Forge
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2026-08-03 15:00:46The bustling sound of the harbor market vanished into a suffocating, ringing silence. The air grew impossibly cold, heavy with a suffocating, lethal pressure that made the surrounding crowd of sailors and merchants stumble backward in instinctive terror.
Frozen in pure, unadulterated panic, Rosalie’s mind went blank. Her legs trembled violently beneath the heavy weight of her belly. Instinct, raw, desperate su
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