Fryd's Rage

Across the realm, whispers fluttered through the leaves like frightened birds. The once peaceful forests now bore the scars of a terrible tempest, and all gazed to the source: Mount Cinder, where the read more volcanic core beat with an angry pulse. It was there that Fryd, the once kind fire element
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