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... s Dance] with a flicker of his fused mana. Space folded and condensed around him, shortening vast distances into mere moments.
Despite the speed of his movement, his spiritual sense absorbed the familiar sights and terrains below—reminders of the path that had led him southward years ago. Now, with home on the horizon, each landmark he passed filled him with a bit of nostalgia, despite it only being three or four years since he’d headed to the Southern Continent.
The jagged peaks ...
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