[BONUS] Thank you to Springbreeze20 for the magic castle 🙏
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The sky above was perpetually overcast, casting a dreary pall over the battlefield. King Kraggul's army had settled into a rhythm of relentless pressure, their strategy clear: wear down the defenders until they could no longer resist.
When Kraggul finally decided the time was right, he gave the signal. His mages, who had been silently working in the background, stepped forward.
These were no ordinary spellcasters but masters of arcane arts, their robes shimmering with enchanted runes. For two days, they had been meticulously dismantling the magical wards protecting the walls of Iron Maw, unraveling the enchantments thread by thread.
As they took their positions, a hush fell over the battlefield. The mages raised their staffs, and a palpable energy began to gather around them.
