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... st the bleeding sky. Her arms were outstretched, hair whipping wildly around her face as her chants poured into the rippling tear above. The clouds spiraled tighter, darker, hungrier. Magic surged in waves, thick and suffocating, drawn from the nexus and fed directly into the rift.
Every spell she cast made the tear stretch further, wider. And with it came whispers. Low. Ancient. The voices of the Fogwalkers, inching closer with every second.
Down below, Greta stood silently. Did ...
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