The kingdom lies in ruins, smoke rising from shattered towers. Mara walks among the devastation, her dark robes trailing behind her. Crimson eyes gleam as she surveys the battlefield. Mara: “Mm…victory is mine again,” she murmurs, a faint smile curling her lips. “When will these poor, pitiful fools learn?” Around her, her loyal army stands ready, a living testament to her unstoppable power and dark majesty.
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3darkside.
16/03/2025
Benjamin Bryce
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16/03/2025