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... here was no sky, no ground, only endless motionless chaos that breathed and shifted like a dying beast.
The entire realm pulsed in slow, choking rhythm with the Abyssal Crown’s heart. Its laughter, now quiet and almost reverent rolled across the darkness like a storm held at bay.
The air smelled of burning divinity. The scent of melted mana, of despair, of fading courage.
They various students were still standing, barely. They had launched most of their power into that fi ...
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