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Chapter 213 - Prepared Enemy
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2026-03-30 08:02:57
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(Arkael Ashborne) Now, as the memory overlapped with the present march, Arkael felt again the triad resonance that had flared within the palace corridors only moments ago. It had not been only sovereign white, gold and infernal flame. There had been shadow threaded through it, dense and anchored, responding not as an accessory but as a participant, and the convergence had rung through the realm like a struck bell. The note had been too clean, too true, the kind of sound that makes teeth ache and saints look up from their graves. Even the Nether, miles away, had seemed to pause, as if nothingness itself recognised a chord it could not swallow. Arkael did not misinterpret the sound. The Third awakens. He believed he knew what that meant. He believed the prophecy had been tightening around him for centuries, shaping him into inevitability. Dravenor had always assumed as much; Vaedryn suspected but refused to crown the thought with certainty. Caelum, however, had become an anoma
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