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... . A suffocating black expanse where only one thing existed: a chair. Upon it sat Arthur, legs crossed, elbows on the armrests, fingers steepled in front of his face. His crimson eyes gleamed faintly in the darkness.
"How..." he muttered, his voice low, thoughtful. "How was he able to accomplish all this in so little time?" His words echoed faintly in the void. "First, he forced me back—me—as if I were no more than an intruder. Then he drained power from me... without my consent, without ...
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