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... s breath as Strax approached the pillar of black ice.
The air grew heavier.
Denser.
As if every particle awaited his decision—or feared what was about to happen.
Mercedes felt her skin crawl immediately.
Her instinct screamed to retreat.
It wasn’t just mana there.
It was essence.
Draconic essence.
Ancient.
Authoritative.
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