The description from Silver Thorn, interspersed with labored breaths, narrated a chilling scene that made the spine of every listening Elf tingle: eerie metallic sand that could absorb moonlight Magic, the silent advancement of a tremendously hard metallic giant that appeared out of nowhere, and a human Wizard heavily guarded, seemingly youthful yet unfathomable in methods.
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