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... t downward, wrapped in a storm of Conqueror’s Haki so dense it rippled reality itself. From that swing erupted a colossal ethereal gryphon, a beast born of pure will and killing intent. Its wings spread wide, spanning the horizon, its cry a thunderclap that shook the bones of every soul who bore witness.

The gryphon tore forward, a radiant force that made the very sea shudder. It collided headlong with the leviathan Dorian had birthed—a titanic kraken, its coils and tendrils forged from ...

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