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PROLOGUE:The Fall of the VillageThe sun was low in the sky, casting long shadows over the tranquilvillage of Dunara. The scent of the nearby forest mixed with theearthy aroma of freshly baked bread as life carried on in its quietrhythm. Kael stood on the outskirts of the village, his callousedhands gripping the hilt of his sword. His heart pulsed with the quietcontentment of returning home after a long journey.