The chameleon stood in the ruinous battlefield that had seen countless confrontations and death, face to face with the ones who killed his sister, in complete stillness. He did not waste a single moment taunting, cursing, promising vengeance or pain.
He simply prepared, silently.
This place, he could feel, carried a deep history. Many fates had been changed here, many lives ended, and many reforged.
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