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... by phantom wounds, bark sloughing off its frame like flaking armor.
It should have fallen.
But it didn’t.
The Root-Soul Ascendant staggered under the weight of its wounds, massive body swaying like a tree about to crack under its own rotten trunk. Bark sloughed off its limbs in steaming chunks. Roots twitched across the arena floor like dying nerves, slapping wetly against the stone.
For a heartbeat, Raven thought it was finished.
The Vault seemed to agre ...
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