Fury of the Oathkeepers

Within the citadel, a storm of fury brewed. The Oathkeeper, his armor gleaming crimson in the dancing torchlight, swore vengeance upon those who dared his holy oath. His blade, a razor-sharp testament to years of practice, hung at his side, thrumming with barely contained power. He would exact retribution upon his enemies, a tidal wave of righteous

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