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... of the city. Dark clouds gathered around the funnel, unleashing frigid rain that pelted the city, flooding the streets. Powerful gales descended from the torrent, tearing at my hair and clothes, and stealing the breath from my lungs. An ominous rumble rose above the drone of rain and wind, and frost blue lightning crackled between the clouds, arcing down to strike the city below. I screamed as a bolt exploded in front of me, vaporizing a portion of the cathedral’s tile floor.
The water ...
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