And on the forth morn of the fifth equinox a confrontation of the likes not seen since Dauculus waged in the sky and on the ground. Calfuray had never encountered a Zing Tao. Von had never encountered an assassin the like of Calfuray.

May it be said, may it be written. Fire and water, earth and wind stood aside. Time became wide. Space heated. Rog stirred, Em cried, Shen froze and The Voice smiled.

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