Chapter 8
An Unsettling Omen
During the council, a strange disturbance ripples through the realms. Elemental energies surge unexpectedly. Shulk senses this is no natural occurrence, hinting at a deeper threat.
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The polished obsidian table gleamed under the soft, ambient light of the council chamber, reflecting the faces of the four leaders. Shulk, his gaze sharp and assessing, watched the subtle shifts in their expressions. Evva, her silks shimmering with an almost electrical hum, tapped a perfectly manicured finger against a delicate silver device. Rosey, her presence radiating a gentle warmth like sunlight on petals, offered a small, intricately carved wooden bird to the Dagger clan’s emissary. Even the ever-stoic
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