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... other bolt of lightning before he could even catch his breath. Across the arena, Quincy Shen was already forming hand seals again. Two more bolts of lightning shot from his hands, coalescing into dark, crackling clouds. Within moments, three storm clouds hovered ominously overhead, gathering electric charge.
Erwin stared in disbelief. This was absurd. It had to be. He had studied lightning magic before, but this was something else entirely—it was pure, unadulterated advantage.
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