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The wind howled over the cliffside, whipping at Victoria's elegant armor as she stood, arms crossed, overlooking the vast, chaotic battlefield below. Her usual expression was replaced by a deep, contemplative frown.
Before her, suspended in the air through a mixture of magic and her Familial Arts, was a massive, glowing projection—a map unlike any crude, parchment-bound replica. This was a three-dimensional, living depiction of the landscape, shifting and responding to even the most minor disturbances across the terrain. Every crag, every hidden ravine, every fissure that marred the land below pulsed with a green light. The tiny, flickering blips scattered across it marked the positions of combatants—her allies, her enemies.
Her eyes immediately flicked to a cluster of blips converging on a single point.
"Tch, Mai's team is engaging already? Damn it." Victoria's lips twisted into a scowl as her fingers clenched into a tight fist.
