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... perfect fan of cards, each shimmering with a soft, ominous black glow.
No markings, no text—just raw, unreadable potential humming with latent magic.
Kota took a single step forward, his broad shoulders tense, his dark eyes narrowing as he scanned the altar.
The air seemed to tighten around him, the weight of the trial pressing against his chest.
Then the voice came, a feminine purr—mechanical, sensuous, and chillingly detached.
"Trial Phase Initi ...
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