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Sunrise.
The upper courtyard of Skyedge filled with the noise of last-minute orders, disciples crossing stone paths, and escort gear being checked before the descent. The carriages themselves waited far below at the lower gate, where the mountain road widened enough for wheels and horses. Five of them this time. Twenty horses. The Patriarch’s own escort of twenty inner disciples in formal travel robes added to the fifteen of the tournament delegation.
Senior Elder Ren stood near the head of the descending path, hands tucked in his sleeves, supervising the formation without needing to speak.
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