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... ons. Furious winds ripped through the skies like blades. But that wasn't the result of two physical forces clashing.

That Celestial Dragon shadow was just that — a shadow. It didn't have real power, it was just leeching off its bloodline, sustained by the inscription to suppress others from afar.

Of course, if any Mannaz tried to fight it, they'd get crushed easily. Its offensive power came from the accumulated energy of the inscription. But that place was built to boost its supp ...

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