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... relentless obstinacy.
The howling of sonic bombs tore through the atmosphere, each whistling piercing the air like a vibratory blade slicing through the heavens’ entrails. Three warheads with obsidian hulls, engraved with technomagical glyphs that pulsed with malevolent light, converged toward him in a perfectly orchestrated choreography of death.
Mordred sensed the approach of the first, before even seeing it. His mana reacted through pure instinct, surging from his depths like ...
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