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... was collapsing into madness.
Screams. Claws tearing through steel. Marble cracking under talons. Dozens of Demon Soldiers pouring through the crimson gate, overwhelming even the upper-years.
If we kept fighting like this, we’d all be swallowed.
I needed something more.
Something beyond muscle, beyond aura, beyond instinct.
I drew a slow breath, forcing stillness into my lungs. Then, inside my chest, I called upon it.
The world broke into fragments ...
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