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... the Concordia Cycle under Vaenyra’s guidance.
And yet, despite all his effort, it still eluded him.
He sat cross-legged on the mossy floor of the glade, hands resting lightly on his knees, aura barely flickering as he cycled his essence through the Concordia pattern. His breathing was steady, but the spiritual flow was jagged, inconsistent, like trying to draw water through a cracked vessel.
Vaenyra stood nearby, arms crossed, silent as the moonlight filtering through th ...
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