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... a tied to the wind.

It’s just the movement of air caused by differences in pressure.

And yet, wind could easily blow away man-made structures, and even erase landscapes shaped over hundreds of thousands of years by the earth itself.

Among them, there was the fierce updraft that surged from the ground into the sky.

Commonly called a "dust devil," this particular column of rising wind was now violently sweeping across the entirety of the Sky Garden.

‘Ugh...! ...

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