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... g precisely for the source of the pressure below, the boy at the center of it all. The one standing unnaturally still amid the dust and rubble.
The youth’s clothes clung to him, dark and torn, bandages peeking from beneath his sleeves and wrapping unevenly around his limbs. They fluttered as they began to unravel, whipped by the spiraling air around him. Dust and rubble swirled in wide circles, drawn by the force radiating from his body.
He couldn’t see the mana itself, but he co ...
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