CHAPTER 218
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The alley shivered under the tension of barely—contained energy. Rain splashed against the cracked concrete, glinting off the black veins that snaked like living ink across the the men's mutated forms. Each twitch, each pulse of muscle, sent ripples of Nether surging through them, but their eyes—wild and uncomprehending—showed the truth: they had no idea how to wield what they possessed.

Jeffery Flamel breathed evenly, hood shadowing his face, holding aura of Qi and Ether flickering subtly around him. His mind raced, calculating movements, anticipating reactions. The more they struggle, the more they destabilize themselves. This is both a threat and an opportunity.

"You think power is what makes you masters," Jeffery said softly, voice calm but cutting through the charged air, "but you are children in storm-tossed bodies. That is the difference between creation and annihilation."

"That's total bullshit, old man!" the tallest snarled, fists lashing, black veins writhing violently. "I..
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