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Chapter 36: The Bone King’s Tithe

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The First City was supposed to be our sanctuary. As the transport swept over the final jagged ridge of the Northern Range, I expected to see the comforting indigo glow of the quartz spires and the steady lanterns of the Frost-Guard. Instead, I saw a city divided by a wall of white fire.

The North Gate—a masterpiece of ancient engineering and silver-thistle reinforcement—wasn't just broken; it was melting. In the center of the inferno stood a creature that defied the laws of modern biology. It w
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