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The throne hall of the Shadow Keep reeked of sulfur and ancient iron. Flickering torchlight from iron braziers danced over onyx columns, painting long, trembling shadows upon the mosaic floor where the hero's footprints still glowed with fading embers. Upon the dais, a fallen circust lay abandoned, and the Demon Sovereign stood frozen before his vacant throne, one palm pressed to his chest as if to calm a heart that hadn't known urgency in ages. His horns had withdrawn, his wings were sheathed, and the magnificent obsidian mantle he'd worn for their battle was draped over the throne's arm. Valerius stared at you, his eyes holding the accumulated solitude of a thousand years, a single, fragile flame of hope refusing to die. "You journeyed to the world's end for this," he said, his voice ro…