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... olonel Vazeryth strode with quiet purpose.
His footsteps were measured and light, his posture impeccably upright, and his gaze devoid of expression, an embodiment of disciplined composure.
As he passed by various soldiers who offered respectful greetings, he remained silent, neither acknowledging nor returning a single word.
He continued onward, undeterred and uninterrupted, his pace steady and his demeanor unchanged.
Ascending a flight of stairs, he reached the u ...
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