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... odline was always Ethan's most stalwart support.

After a brief exchange of teasing remarks, the two focused their attention on the fray unfolding before them.

Observing the intense battle between the two strangers, Ethan commented:

"Their mastery of magic is impressive. In that regard alone, I might only be evenly matched with them."

What Ethan referred to was the use of magic in isolation, as if he were to rely solely on his Electro Magic.

Should he combi ...

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