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Camber rolled. His ribs shrieked with the motion, but he moved anyway—shoulder dragging, thigh slipping under him. His left eye was shut completely now. The right stared ahead without blinking.
He stood.
Unsteady. Barely breathing. But standing.
A ghost strike followed. One hand dropped low, and the energy flared off the floor toward Ravel’s ribs.
It hit. Not deep, but enough to send him a step back.
Ravel’s expression didn’t change. He let the force ...
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