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... ipped backwards, boots crashing against shattered stone with silent intensity. He fell into a low crouch, body tensed like a stringed bow, the devastated plaza creaking under the impact of his mana. Dust billowed around him like a phantom’s breath.
His instincts came into shape before his mind did— —raw martial reflex. His aura wrapped around him tightly; a storm restrained on the brink of unleashing.
He looked over the open square.
"Who are you?" he snarled, his voice lo ...
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