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... er of his power pulsed in answer, aligning, reacting to the approaching distortion.
Nysha drew her blades. "Lindarion... how close do we want to get to this thing?"
Lindarion leaned forward. "Close enough to see it."
The wyrm descended through the clouds—
and the storm appeared.
It wasn’t made of thunder or rain.
It was a vortex of mangled silhouettes, shifting like torn shadows—figures screaming without mouths, dissolving and reforming in a spiral ...
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