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Author: Samster_x
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~Omniscient

The castle was quieter than usual that morning. Not peaceful—just quiet. The raid on the Drogath’s camp was successful, no one had expected that after the forces they saw at the Drogath’s disposal.

The smell of iron still clung to the air, carried in on the soldiers returning from the valley.

Laurent walked at the center of them. The men trailing him spoke in hushed voices, half pride, half disbelief. They left him in the camp and somehow he survived. He didn’t only survive but took down the whole camp. Just what kind of person was he?

Katya led them through the gate, and the guards lining the walls watched in open awe. Word had already spread—how the Drogath forge had been turned to ash overnight. How their champion, the beast with skin like steel, had fallen.

Inside the hall, torches burned low. The council was waiting.

The general rose first, his expression caught between suspicion and respect. “You did it.”

Laurent didn’t answer. He stood at the center of the chamber,
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