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The first thing to fail was not stone.
It was order.
A thin, almost inaudible whine rippled through the Grand Arena, like a glass stretched too far. The stabilizing formations—ancient, layered, overengineered to withstand divine talents and overlapping domains—flickered once. Then again. The light running through their sigils stuttered, no longer smooth, no longer synchronized.
Those who felt it froze.
Those who didn’t feel anything at all wer ...
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