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His gaze burned toward the [Classes Figure], which hovered silently, studying the restraints.
It extended a shimmering, translucent hand toward the cuffs, its movements precise and deliberate.
A faint light emanated from its touch as it probed the crimson runes etched into the metal.
For a moment, Stark felt a flicker of hope as the cuffs grew warm.
The warmth turned to heat, then pressure.
Suddenly, the runes flared violently, a shockwa ...
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