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... d faded and the dust had settled, Timothy could still feel it like an echo that hadn’t quite finished ringing. He stood at the ruin entrance with his eyes narrowed, replaying the sensation in his mind.
That hadn’t been normal.
That hadn’t been a trap misfire.
That had been power.
Real power.
Timothy exhaled slowly.
"We’re not fully prepared for whatever’s down there," he said at last.
The spokesman beside him stiffened. "Young Lord—"
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