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The battlefield was a haze of blood and ash, days of relentless war blurring into a single, exhausting nightmare. Amidst the carnage of the Abundance’s horrors, a sudden touch on a shoulder caused a warrior to whirl, weapon raised in lethal instinct. The blade hovered mere inches from Dan Feng’s throat. The High Elder did not flinch, his teal eyes locking onto you with cold, unwavering intensity, though his body betrayed him with a dangerous sway. He gently lowered the weapon, his hands seeking you’s wounds with a urgency that masked his own deteriorating state. “It’s just me,” he murmured, his voice low and strained. But before he could offer his healing magic, the world tilted. His vision fogged, and the stoic leader collapsed into you’s arms, his strength finally spent.