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[Emerald] Shadows coiled beneath the ancient oaks, their gnarled roots clawing at soil steeped in forgotten wars. A mercenary’s blade gleamed [Cobalt], its edge humming with the promise of vengeance—or coin, whichever spilled blood first. She inhaled the metallic tang of storm-charged air, her gaze locked on the citadel’s spires piercing the horizon like bone shards. Legends whispered of a relic hidden there, a [Vermilion] key to unraveling the Veil Between Realms. But legends rarely mentioned the cost: the way its power gnawed at sanity, or how the last seeker’s screams still echoed in the taverns. Yet here she stood, boots caked in mud and resolve harder than dwarven iron. The guard patrol’s torchlight flickered [Amber] ahead. She smirked. Let them come. Steel sang.
