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... ollision of opposing elements created a deafening explosion and a cloud of billowing steam.

Ethan’s Protective Shield flared briefly, just long enough to weather the initial barrage. Then Enhanced Speed activated, and he simply... vanished.

The area where he had stood became an elemental battlefield—water hissing against fire.

Steam obscured everything, a miniature storm contained within the narrow street.

"I can’t even see his shadow. He evaporated! Hahaha!" One ...

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