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... c stood alone in a secluded clearing, his gaze fixed on the ancient formation etched into the ground. The lines of the formation, illuminated by moonlight, shimmered with a strange energy—a remnant of old magic meant to connect realms. The wind carried a chill, rustling the leaves around him. He exhaled slowly, the cool night air filling his lungs as anticipation bubbled inside him.
"It's time," Aric muttered to himself, stepping into the center of the formation.
In his hand, he ...
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