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... acia’s training ground shimmered softly with pure magical resonance. There was no smell of sulfur, no searing heat, no growls of monsters as in other parts of the underworld. Only a tranquil space filled with a gentle, golden glow like a fragment of the heavens preserved within eternal darkness.
Stacia stood in the center of a large floating magic circle. Silvery-blue lines spun beneath her feet, tracing her every graceful hand movement. Sweat beaded at her temples, but her eyes remained ...
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