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... t. Ian, narrowly avoiding them, shoved his greatsword into his pocket dimension as he sprinted forward. His spine tingled non-stop—a warning from his Intuition.
At this depth, being buried alive would be worse than dying.
Even as he thought, Ian skidded to a halt and threw himself to the side. Crumbling rocks tumbled down where he had just been standing. It wasn't just the ceiling collapsing; the floor was cracking and the entire audience chamber was sinking.
Despite the ...
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