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... nd imprisonment, tossing a boulder into a group of guards who barely had time to scream before being flung aside like leaves in a storm.
Fenrir followed at a slower pace, calm and composed, his hands glowing faintly with the signature shimmer of Master of Illusions.
With every step he took, shadows bent unnaturally, forming twisted images of enemies that didn’t exist.
Some guards dropped their weapons and ran, screaming names of their comrades they believed had turned aga ...
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