The Soul-Bound Empire
Their eyes locked onto Kael, their leader’s cold smile never faltering.
“You think you can stop this, Prince Kael?” the masked figure’s voice rang out, full of dark amusement. “You think you can stop the inevitable? The empire is already ours.”
Kael’s grip on his sword tightened, his voice low with fury. “This empire will never fall under the rule of traitors. You’ve made a grave mistake.”
Without another word, the battle erupted. The rebels lunged at them, their weapons raised, but Kael and Selene moved with the precision of a well-oiled machine. They fought side by side, their strikes a deadly dance, the bond between them fueling every movement.
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