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... termined about that.

Channelling mana within me, the surroundings were touched by the emergence of blue particles of energy, a manifestation of my focused power.

In my hands, the Light attribute hummed, its radiant energy taking precedence after losing the six elemental attributes I once had. The absence of those familiar elements felt strange, yet the unique charm of Light enveloped me.

Since I wasn't born a mage with the aptitude for handling multiple elements, my sword ...

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