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... eamed to resist the pressure. But nothing came.
His aether core wasn’t empty- he could still feel aether, hot and churning within him- but when he tried to send it out of his body, it was like forcing wind through sealed stone. It resisted, bottled and compressed, unable to leave his body.
’What-? My aether- why can’t I...?
The realisation hit harder than the pressure itself.
Something was suppressing his flow. Not cutting it off completely, but muting it, like tr ...
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