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... uldn’t quite put into words.
The killing intent radiating from him as he flew toward us was overwhelming—so dense it felt as though the air itself had frozen. My instincts screamed danger, and for a brief moment, my body refused to move.
I knew who he was.
Vermut.
A veteran mage who had once entered the Magic Tower.
A man spoken of in hushed tones, even among nobles.
But still...
I never imagined he’d be this formidable.
This wasn’t ...
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