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... , his robe billowing behind him. The desolate appearance of his robe contrasted with the fury on William’s face, his fists clenched and a trace of blood trickling from the corners of his mouth.
"Damn it!" he yelled, launching a [compressed fireball] against the reinforced training wall.
The explosion echoed throughout the chamber, but the runes absorbed the energy. Not satisfied, he cast spell after spell: cutting wind, lightning, fire, and water... Everything he had mastered. Ev ...
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