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... bluish tinge, casting a sinister, deep glow over the entire altar.
In that instant, Lumian’s thoughts seemed to decelerate. He felt an itching beneath his flesh, as if something was on the verge of burrowing out.
A distant, inscrutable gaze from an unfathomable height appeared once more. Collecting himself, Lumian resumed his prayer. Adhering to Madam Magician’s instructions and incorporating sacrificial knowledge from Aurore’s witchcraft notebook, he recited in Hermes, “I implore ...
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