Chapter 18: The Choice

The battle raged on, the desert air choked with swirling dust and the rancid, metallic stench of Umbravore ichor, a foul miasma that clung to the throat. Mara and Silas fought with waning strength, their blades growing leaden with each desperate swing, the weight of exhaustion dragging at their limb...

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