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... undings. The last thing she remembered was the hooded figure’s purple mist overwhelming them. Now, she found herself lying on a cold, damp stone floor, the air thick with the scent of mold. She attempted to move, but a strange heaviness pressed down on her, making even the simplest movement an effort.
She panicked as she realized something was terribly wrong. She tried to summon her mana, to feel the pulse of energy that was always just beneath her skin, but it felt like it was out of re ...
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