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... not with sound, but with force.
Pressure.
Unseen, yet felt down to the marrow.
It came not in a rush, but as if the very sky were pushing down on the world in solemn judgment. A weight not meant for mortals descended like a curtain—slow, cold, and absolute.
Renvir’s men staggered.
One dropped to his knees, gasping like a fish out of water.
Another began convulsing, blood trickling from his nose.
The third vomited bile, face twisted in agon ...
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