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... he same feeling as sitting in a plane taking off. She yawned by reflex but it didnt do anything. Air was not the issue there, mana was. She didnt need Solfis measurement to tell the black mana concentration was increasing.
It occurred to her that keeping a way out would have been preferable, at least so there was a direction black mana could escape to. Now they were trapped in the equivalent of an oven.
Viv poured every last bit of what she had into the shield, priming them. Sidj ...
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