His frigid stare swept the chamber like a steel scythe. Under that weight, every throat sealed tight.
Elders and stewards bent in trembling unison. "Your will is law, sir..."
The order raced through the sect faster than ever.
***
Across the Blood-scar Plains, spears of demon light shot skyward from mines, fortresses, and shadowed shrines, converging on the sect's citadel like crows returning to a single carcass.
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