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... ld’s sigil reached its peak brightness—blinding, pure, impossibly dense with power. For a heartbeat, the Weave itself seemed to hold its breath.
And then—
The boundary split.
Not cleanly.
Not quietly.
It shattered.
A thunderous crack tore through the vault as the shimmering wall between worlds fractured like glass under a hammer. In its place surged spirals of raw chaos—threads snapping, twisting, writhing wildly. The vault’s rings spun out of alig ...
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