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... nded.
It wasn’t an explosion—it was an affirmation.
The ice didn’t shatter; it yielded, as if recognizing something above it. The ancient runes etched into the walls lost their luster for an instant, unable to withstand the pressure of that hybrid presence: draconic, demonic, absolute.
The Empress felt it.
Not with ordinary fear—but with the kind of dread only ancient beings feel when they realize that the rules that have sustained them for ages… have ceased to be ...
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