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... s narrow. First, second, and fourth? That was trickier, like juggling with his brain.
He took a breath, picturing his tendrils again, aiming carefully.
The first ball lifted, then the second, but the third started to rise instead of the fourth.
"Come on," he mumbled, trying to redirect his power, but the strain was too much, and all the balls dropped, clattering softly against the desk.
Alex’s shoulders slumped, a flicker of irritation crossing his face, but he di ...
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