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... fabric of reality, at least to his spiritual sense and a slight shimmer to his physical senses. It was like a multi-colored heat haze.
It screamed of wrongness and hate. He wasn't sure if that was his hatred of the things that destroyed his city and killed his parents or what most people felt.
The rift was in a building with three guards. Two melee and one ranged ready for a breakout, mostly redundant as this rift needed resources, so it wasn't over delved and dissipated.
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