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... on over its own flesh had an extraordinary reach.
Even across several kilometers, Raphael could feel the severed hand, a faint, distant awareness, like knowing which direction your shadow falls.
The hand moved.
Fingers pressed together, the hand flattening into a blade shape aimed at the sky.
Then the arcane energy started flowing through the channel from kilometers away, feeding into it, building up inside with nowhere to go.
Ten seconds. Twenty. Thirty. ...
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