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... t a smooth, grinding seal that told him one simple truth—there was no retreat path left. Whatever waited ahead was not meant to be bypassed, delayed, or avoided. Phase Four had crossed a line. This was no longer about testing growth.
It was about erosion.
The corridor beyond the door stretched long and straight, the stone darker here, almost black, as though it had absorbed centuries of mana residue. The air felt heavier, not in pressure but in density, as if breathing itself req ...
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