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It had been hundreds of years since humanity and their Witch allies had been forced to retreat to the fortress cities after the disastrous war to eliminate the Magi Clans. 

Nuclear weapons had burned the skies, and Grand Magic pulled entire continents beneath the seas before the end, but the victory was secured, no Magi was left alive in their slowly recovering world. 

Or so they thought. 

Wolfe Noxus was born on the lower levels of a fortress city run by the Morgana Coven, raised under the glow of magical lights, with magic and technology entwined in every aspect of his life. 

But after his eighteenth birthday, when a get rich quick scheme led him to the forbidden ability to use the powers of the Magi, his whole life would change. 

The forbidden inheritance of the Magi was his. All he had to do was live long enough to embrace it.

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He had somewhat expected that the outcome wasn't good for most units when the mundane army arrived, but the look in the witches' eyes said it was much worse than just a rout.

The Sylvan Army units had horses, but they couldn't outrun trucks, even if their mounts survived the artillery bombardment.

Wolfe was about to head back inside when [Detect Hidden] highlighted another group in tattered clothes trying to follow the tracks of the first group in the rapidly fading light.

He crouched low in the snow and shrubs, then moved close enough to hear what they were saying.

"They talked to that scout, I'm sure of it. We saw it fly away. They wouldn't just go out here to get eaten. They must know something we don't. There has to be a safe spot here somewhere. We just have to catch up, and we can go with them." An older woman was telling the group.

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