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... Chamber—an eerie stillness blanketed the air, dense and unmoving.
The chamber, carved entirely from a shimmering translucent mineral that pulsed faintly with stored ancestral mana, was designed to respond only to the touch of the Guardians.
This is the very same place Silvermist had infiltrated the very time she had broken Frost’s staff under Periwinkle’s manipulation.
Today, it remained lifeless. The very silence within hinted at imbalance—no arcane hum, no resonance, on ...
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