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... scorched by molten slag, frost-cracked stone, and spectral tendrils fraying under Mycoglyphs’ dying glow.
Clayton crouched atop a Verdant Bastion turret, 200 meters from the chaos, Regalia of the Verdant Warden a dead weight in his grip, Heartseed Core screaming at 99% Genesis Threshold.
He was weakened, his Aspect Strain catastrophic and in need of rest or replenishment to recover.
But right now, his chances of finding rest didn’t look high.
The Genesis Disrupto ...
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