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... that coiled around him like serpents.
The magic ravaged with an unnatural grip, tightening each time he moved. His breath came in short, hitched gasps as he strained against the binds, his mind racing for an escape.
The robed man stood before him, composed yet cold, his gaze sharp with calculation.
At his slightest gesture, the tendrils constricted further, digging into Ian's skin like living chains.
Moments ago, his shadowy ally—the Voidwalker—had been obliterate ...
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