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... d into the marrow of reality itself.
Then the arena stirred, as though exhaling after centuries of holding its breath. The cracked ceiling of stars dimmed, folding in on itself until only the cold stone roof remained. The shadows that had once been an audience were gone, leaving only silence—not oppressive, but reverent.
And in that silence, power answered.
From where the sigil had sunk, three threads of light rose—silver, emerald, and black. They coiled like serpents of ...
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