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... mattered. The pressure corridor resisted him immediately, each step forward requiring exponentially more effort. Cain leaned into it, muscles screaming as he forced momentum through an environment actively hostile to motion.
Eidwyrm came up in a two-handed grip despite the damage to his arm. He roared—not for intimidation, not for drama—but to force air into his lungs and keep his body moving.
The blade struck the pressure corridor.
This time, it didn’t rebound.
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