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... ilver curls bouncing with every step. Water danced from her tiny fingers, shimmering in the sunlight as it spiraled gracefully through the air, landing perfectly on each herb. She was laughing, her voice light and joyful, completely unaware of the impossibility of what she was doing.
"How the hell is she doing this?" Ethan muttered, his brows furrowing. It didn’t make sense. Everything he had learned so far told him that a human body simply couldn’t handle mana until the age of eighteen. ...
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