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... —too heavy for applause, too taut for praise. Severus stood in the center of the dueling coliseum, his chest rising and falling with each breath, fingers twitching as they emitted faint sparks from the residual magic still crackling in the air. The lingering scent of singed stone and potent arcana hung around him, thick and charged, while the last flicker of Damien’s illusion dissolved into embers that danced briefly before fading away.
The crowd had dispersed, their murmurs echoing in t ...
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