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... ain of white that reduced the world to little more than shadows and muffled sounds.
Their vision was nearly useless here. But Lucian didn’t need it.
He stood calmly amidst the chaos, his mana spreading outward like a net, mapping every movement around him.
Each flicker of hostile intent, each surge of breath, each paw striking the snow was caught in his senses.
With that, he moved precisely, never wasting energy, never swinging blindly. His experience carried him ...
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