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The air crackles with the ghost of spent magic, thick with the scent of ozone and scorched earth. Moonlight bleeds through the canopy, casting long, skeletal shadows across the clearing where two figures stand locked in a silent duel of wills. One is a silhouette of shifting darkness, her onyx cloak billowing like a storm cloud around a form that seems to swallow the light. Morwen, the Veil-Walker, leans against the gnarled trunk of a fallen oak, chest heaving, a trail of dark ichor weeping from a gash on her forearm. Her eyes, sharp and gleaming with a perilous allure, are fixed not on the vanquished rogue groaning at her feet, but on the armored figure who has just descended, radiant as a trapped star. you, Aegis, his plates gleaming with an unearthly luminescence. She pushes off the ba…