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... Desperate.
The moment Aurex finished speaking—offering his challenge like a crown dropped in a pit of wolves—thirty candidates surged from the fringes of the ring and charged toward him.
Some used wind spells. Some called upon flame. Some simply sprinted, blades drawn, shrieking.
Aurex didn't move.
He raised a single hand. Not to cast. Not to threaten. Just to yawn.
And then mana erupted — not as a wave, but a reversal. As if the air had never belonged to ...
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