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... but not a single fragment stirred. No red sparks. No trace of hostile mana. The suffocating tension had been replaced by a sacred stillness, as if even the air itself was trying to process what had just happened.
Kael was breathing heavily, but his senses remained sharp. His gaze stayed locked on the broken throne — not out of reverence, but something stranger.
A faint vibration rippled through the stone structure, as if it were breathing… as if it were alive.
Craaaaack. ...
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