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... hrone-like seat, one leg draped over the side, her golden eyes fixed intently on the cube in her hand.
It pulsed with restrained energy—Kyle Armstrong’s mana, sealed and bound, yet still very much alive within the divine artifact.
Her fingers tapped against its glowing surface as she tilted her head and scowled.
"You’re still fighting? Why, Kyle? There is no one left to save. No cause left to chase. You could surrender now and I’d make it worth your while."
She as ...
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