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... ing alone, he emanated an inexplicable pressure that weighed down on the entire tightly packed crowd of officials.
Sharp intakes of breath could be heard all around. Every official felt their throats go dry and itchy, their hearts pounded like ceaseless waves, sending a feverish heat through their bodies, yet their limbs grew numb and icy.
Their minds grew foggy from lack of oxygen.
Their minds felt unprecedentedly empty, as if something had snatched away their very souls ...
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