chapter 39
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Chapter 39

Night fell fast over the stronghold. The rift beacon floated above the core like a soft purple star. It lit the expanded territory with a gentle glow that mixed with the healing field. Zarek stood on the new wall and looked out into the dark ruins. The air felt cooler but the sounds from far away kept him awake. Howls. Distant shouts. The crack of guns once in a while.

He checked his system again.

[System Notification: Stronghold Level four core stable. Population twelve. Mana reg
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