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... neath the clash of mana.
Two figures stood at its center both young, both brilliant, both disasters waiting to happen.
The first was a boy with shoulder-length black hair that shimmered faintly under the mana lights, his golden eyes calm yet sharp as the edge of a blade. A faint frost glimmered along his coat, and in his hand, a sword of blue glass pulsed with cold light. Sebastian Nekros.
Opposite him stood another, just as tall, lean, his silver hair a ...
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