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Draven had used these before. The sensation never improved.
Magic flared beneath his boots—blue light crawling across ancient runes like luminescent insects. His stomach lurched in anticipation. The air tasted metallic. Sharp. Like licking a battery terminal.
He took a breath.
Then reality folded.
Teleportation wasn’t instantaneous. Not really.
There was a moment—brief, eternal—where Draven existed in the space between. No up or down. No forward or bac ...
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