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... crush anyone. People were watching him in disbelief because even stone got crushed by it in less than a week. His body could withstand the strong pressure without using Aura, and he could barely feel any pain from it even though he had regained his senses.

‎What Rasmus was trying to achieve was to regain his ability to sense Mana. His sense to Mana became dull, and he couldn’t sense anything even though it was around him based on what Aris said. He also couldn’t manipulate Mana ...

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