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There were no cheers. No celebratory lightning bolts. No "Atta boy, Architect" from Yuria. Just stunned silence as we stared up at the sky, where the rift had closed like a scar across the heavens.
The air still crackled with residual magic. The wards were fried. And I could feel it—the faintest echo of something watching.
Lilith paced the tower roof, her expression unreadable. Valmira leaned on the railing, eyes distant. Seraphina had frost crusting t ...
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