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chapter 79

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โ˜…๐•ฝ๐–”๐–“๐–†๐–“

The air was no longer thick with the stench of shadow magic, but with the terrifying, clean scent of pure, uncontrollable energy.

I held Olivia her body frighteningly limp and cold as the ground around the Emberfall Spire began to shudder violently.

The Nexus was destabilized, roaring in pain and chaos after its energy had been aggressively siphoned and then suddenly interrupted.

We had stopped the Wielders from corrupting the world, but we might have triggered a catastrophic elemental implosion instead.

My world narrowed to the fragile weight in my arms. Her elemental shield was completely gone.

I could barely sense her inner light, and the mate bond was a frantic, terrifying pulse of weakness. Every tactical advantage, every strategic decision, dissolved into one single, raw command. She must live.

"Drax! The Nexus!" I roared, my eyes fixed on Olivia's pale face.

Drax immediately took command of the environmental crisis. He shifted back to wolf form, radiating pure,
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