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... ier rushed to aid Ibarin began to stir.
Their bodies ached, magic drained from pushing themselves too far, but their eyes fluttered open one by one. Some were in no state to stand, much less rejoin the battle, while others, despite the wounds streaking across their robes and the blood dripping down their faces, still clutched at their staffs, desperate to channel whatever scraps of mana they had left.
The instinct to help their Grand Magus was strong.
But when they tried ...
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