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... moke from Dola's molecular incineration drifted lazily through the air, creating eerie visual distortions over a landscape now carpeted in soot and scorched Mana residue. In the center of this desolation, the Maiden's Sanctum stood defiant, emitting a steady, rhythmic neon glow—a high-tech medical oasis in the middle of a slaughterhouse.
Dola stood directly in front of the transparent dome. Her white cape billowed softly in the acrid wind, but her aura was no longer the helpful, support ...
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