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... venclaw’s input, he sensed something amiss about this place. In tales of old, spots shrouded in persistent mist always hid peril. This island was no exception.
He flicked his wrist, summoning his amethyst wand. Slowing his steps, he advanced cautiously toward the Isle of Avalon.
The moment his boots touched the shore, an overwhelming pressure slammed down on him like a tidal wave. Erwin braced instinctively, but realization dawned just as swiftly. Resistance was futile; he let th ...
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