Finally, there he was.
No more games.
No more tricks.
Just me and him in the final confrontation we all knew was coming.
He may be lord of the skies, but I had the earth on my side. My face was stone, and my veins were steel. My eyes, fire and my heart, ice.
Auraceli looked up at me, and the storm flickered. His thunder softened into a silent rain. He opened his mouth, but no words fell out.
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