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Chapter 35: The Council of the Seven
Author: Dzifa
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The war room had grown too small for the kingdom Kaelan was building.

Thanatos had expanded it overnight, raising the obsidian walls higher and carving a circular table large enough for thirty seats. The seven Calamities each had a place Pyrrhaea blazing, Thalassa swirling, Zephyros crackling, Thanatos rumbling, Grace glowing, Ouroborath's presence pressing up through the stone, and Nyxarath occupying the space between all the others, the silence that made their voices meaningful. The three Red
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