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... gic inside to respond.

A pulse of energy surged through the air — quiet, ancient, alive.

And then… my earrings, the [Tears of Chronos], reacted almost instantly.

A gentle pull, like gravity folding inward — and before either of us could even speak, the world around us shifted.

The warmth of the real world vanished. The light warped.

And in the blink of an eye…

We were inside.

Inside Lavine's realm.

The feeling was… familiar. Too fam ...

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