Fryd's Wrath

Across the realm, whispers fluttered through the leaves like frightened birds. The once peaceful plains now bore the scars of a terrible tempest, and all gazed to the source: Mount Cinder, where the volcanic magma chamber beat with an angry beat. It was there that Fryd, the once kind fire elemental,
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