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Eli was a peak Martial Saint in his prime, a beacon of civilization for Waplon. His arrival was bound to cause a stir. Even Marshall felt compelled to stand and offer a bow of respect.

"Hmm?"

As Eli settled into the seat of honor, he sensed something amiss. His eyes scanned the crowd, which erupted in fervent cheers, but ultimately, he shook his head and took his seat.

Meanwhile