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The fate of the world teeters on the edge of chaos—ancient beasts claw at the gates of reality, their roars shaking the heavens. Yet before these battle-hardened guardians can draw their blades against the encroaching darkness, there’s a non-negotiable pit stop: armor needs re-forging, cloaks require fresh enchantments, and someone’s gotta stitch that gaping hole in the rogue’s stealth leggings. Priorities, right? Can’t slay a god-tier monstrosity if your pauldrons are held together by duct tape and hope. Time to hammer out the kinks—literally—because the apocalypse isn’t waiting, but neither is fashion.
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