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... shook under Primus’s roar as he clashed with Herald again and again. Sparks of red flame and blue soul-fire collided mid-air, exploding like stars dying too close together. Both armies kept watch on them, breath held, waiting for the moment one of the two would fall.
And then Primus made his move.
He rotated his shoulders once and pulled his sword behind him. The air around the blade distorted, heat gathering in heavy waves that shimmered like molten glass. I felt the surge. Ever ...
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