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... elf shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos.
Horizon didn't waste another second and sprinted up the hill toward the elf. The draconic wisps continued to materialize around him, relentless and immune to his physical attacks. He needed a way out — fast.
As Horizon ran, a thought gnawed at him. He had 15,000 MP and couldn't even cast a single spell? This wasn't just a problem; it was a liability. He'd have to solve this lack of magical skill if he wanted to survive encounters ...
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