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... he sky. Her ethereal form glowed against the backdrop of swirling clouds, her presence commanding the attention of every being below.
Corora, still perched on his shoulder, clung to him tightly, her small fingers trembling as she anxiously watched the unfolding events.
The Asura lady's voice resonated across the many worlds, booming like thunder.
"The rules are simple," she began, her tone cold and methodical, as though she had explained this countless times before.
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