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... d through the Verdant Verge.
Magic essence whined in the air — every ounce of it twisted, heavy, unstable. Two forces crashed together in bursts of blinding essence.
Damien barely saw the first strike. One moment, General Ivaan was a silhouette behind the haze of runes and glowing blood sigils, and the next, the man's fist crashed through the air like a cannon shot. Damien's arm went up in reflex — metal met flesh, essence met essence.
Booooom!
The shockwave vapor ...
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