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... nch of burnt blood. Atlas Von Roxweld crouched by the pit where he’d torn Number Nine to shreds, his hands still tingling with the memory of bone cracking under his fists. The air was thick, heavy with the hum of mana and the faint glitter of fairy core dust, like stars mocking the dead.
His Truth Eyes burned, piercing the invisibility spell cloaking the empire’s floating craft high above. A mage of that caliber—mana nerves pulsing like a storm—meant trouble. Trouble he couldn’t touch, n ...
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