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58. Lose You Again

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“Aria!” Mason roared the moment she collapsed, her body hitting the sand like a ragdoll. He took a step forward, his instincts screaming at him to get to her, but Orun’s warning echoed in his head: 'Do not enter the circle, or the ritual will not be successful.'

He stopped at the very edge, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white, his jaw locked with frustration. Every muscle in his body trembled with the urge to rush in, but he held himself back, eyes fixed on her limp form.

Then, everything shifted.

Orun dropped the jar in his hand and bolted toward Aria. The moment Mason saw him move, his restraint snapped like a cord pulled too tight.

“To hell with this!” he growled through gritted teeth.

He charged toward the barrier of mountain ash. The instant his body breached the outer rim, he felt it like a wall of fire licking through his skin. The air around him hissed, and his body was nearly thrown back.

“Argh!” Mason howled in pain, staggering forward as the barrier pushed
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