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... arrowing. "Your essence—where is it?"
I didn't stop walking.
His voice rumbled like a faultline splitting, trying to pin me down, to make sense of what I was. But he couldn't. He should've felt something—an aura, a surge of power, anything to explain why the battlefield had turned on its head the moment I stepped in.
But there was nothing. I didn't glow. I didn't crackle. I didn't radiate.
And that terrified him more than anything else.
I came to a slow st ...
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