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... ocked on Kellan.
"Quiet," I muttered, my mind already racing.
This was bad.
Kellan’s wind magic was no joke. I could feel the pressure in the air, the mana twisting unnaturally as he prepared to tear through us.
"Stay back," I ordered again, my voice sharper this time.
"But—"
"Shut it."
I didn’t have time for arguments.
Options.
I couldn’t take him head-on. Not like this.
My mana reserves were low after the scavenger ...
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