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IC: Knite
Knite walked around the fortress inspecting the damage as he awaited Bebbit's arrival. Every few steps though, he'd turn towards the horizon where Gahr and the others had vanished- no word from them, yet.
A warm and stale wind passed across the Abyss lifting red dust into a cloud as it moved. There was something unsettling about what was happening. Something more than the usual war and conflict. He took a deep breath and gazed outwards. "Aion help us if this is the beginning of the end."
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