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... face to face for a moment that seemed to drag on for centuries. The silence was almost tangible, made of held breaths and pent-up auras. The wind blew through the broken trees, carrying the acrid smell of ash and blood.
The protector raised her fingers, as if sealing an invisible pact. The energy around her wavered, but not in an explosion—it was a sudden retreat, like a tide pulled back into the sea. The crushing weight that had previously vibrated in the air lessened, but the sense of ...
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