The Calm Before Storms (Part 1)

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ðŸ‘ŧ Chapter 50: Arc Conclusion - The atmosphere at Fort Lasthold, usually heavy with the grim duty of the frontier, was unnaturally light. The great hall was filled with the drunken, boisterous sound of the victory celebration. Mercenaries, soldiers, and officers—all who had survived the terrible siege—raised tankards to the three masked figures who had single-handedly broken the back of the tribal onslaught. The setting: Fort Lasthold, felt less like a military garrison and more like a triumphant, if temporary, haven. The true moment of reckoning came in General Arcturus’s private command office. The air was thick with healing potions and the scent of burned gunpowder. Arcturus, despite his own bandaged wounds from the clash with Chief Garron, stood tall. General Arcturus personally awa

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