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... Thomas’s expectations.

He had intended to end the fight with a single blow—not only to demonstrate his power but also to showcase the glory of his clan.

But Silvanus—Silvanus had actually managed to evade it!

Silvanus gave him no time to recover. He raised his hand, his palm opening slightly. From above, countless radiant arrows of light materialized, gleaming with sharp brilliance.

Don’t ask why he didn’t use any other spell—having just entered the academy, with ...

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