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The Unbound Sanctuary
Author: Luciel
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Chapter 15: The Unbound Sanctuary

​The return journey from the Eastern Toxic Marshlands was marked by a heavy, expectant silence that hung over the Capital District.

​Inside the central transit hub, every public screen from the fifty-foot holographic billboards overlooking the Academy Plaza to the small handheld slates carried by guild executives, replayed the final moments of the Poison-Grave Catacombs raid. Over eight hundred thousand live viewers had watched the shelter-born Unbound punch a
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