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In this hallowed sanctuary, where the sacred and the arcane intertwine, dwell the Mages of old. Clad in celestial adornments and veiled in the mystic shroud of ages past, these winged deities command the elements and the fates. Each stands as an echo of ancient powerβvessels of ancient wisdom and divinity.Here, in the heart of the eternal twilight, the threads of destiny are woven by their paws, and the winds whisper of their ancient power. Enter, if you dare, the realm of the Mages of Divinity, where the divine and the demonic dance as one, and the fabric of reality contorts to their will.