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Chapter 628: The Missed Point (1)
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... , forcing its tip to glow with an ominous dark light. There was an ugly resonance now, a swirl of opposing colors—my personal brand of magic fighting the leyline's primal strength. Above me, the arcs of color raged, but I found a wedge in their pattern. With mental clarity sharper than any sword's edge, I pressed forward in that wedge, forcing the energy to coil around me rather than crush me.
Gradually, the howling in my ears started to recede. The leyline's fury, once deafening, slowed ...
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