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The fog began to lift, revealing the path forward. The ordeal was over, but the war for the sky had only just begun.

The thick, sulfuric mist of the Ordeal of Iron didn't just obscure vision; it tasted like pennies and old blood. 177 : The Ordeal of Iron! White Barbed Death Ma...

"I see your heart," Ohm droned, his dog Holy sitting motionless behind him. "It beats with the rhythm of a man who thinks he can cut anything." The fog began to lift, revealing the path forward