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It spread.
As if something massive and ancient were shifting beneath the crust of the island—slow, deliberate, and aware. The tremor rolled up the stone walls, traveled through the fractures, and echoed inside the ribcage of every student packed into the Breakwater Chamber.
Arios stood motionless, head slightly tilted, listening.
Not to the storm.
Not to the wind.
To that.
It was unlike anything the island had revealed so ...
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