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... tly with black veins, not natural corruption, but concentrated mana lines woven in a pattern. They spread outward like a net, reaching into the forest’s heart.
"A projection field," he whispered. "Whoever created it... used her essence as a template."
Ashwing hissed softly. "So Dythrael?"
"Or something that serves him."
The apparition stepped forward. Her feet didn’t disturb the ground, not even a hint of displacement. Her eyes, though, those were alive. They sear ...
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