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... r own cold manipulation but heating, a wave of furnace-intensity that fought against her natural aura. The thing emerging from the split ground was wreathed in flame, massive and humanoid but carrying proportions that suggested it had been built rather than born.
On Nibo’s platform, the ground shook with impacts that matched his own footfalls, and what rose to face him was his size, his build, carrying a weapon that mirrored his axe but looked heavier, nastier, designed by someone who’d ...
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