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... stiff. All color had drained from their faces.
Their eyes locked onto the silhouette of what they once mockingly called a pest—a lowly mosquito, a creature they’d never taken seriously. But now... that silhouette exuded a power so dense and suffocating that it seemed to distort the very air.
A heavy pressure radiated from Ricky’s frame, not from any spell or overt aura, but from sheer presence alone. Their lungs tightened. Their pores shrank. Their hearts pounded with frantic for ...
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