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Dad?
Author: MDW
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Valric raised both hands, and from the depths of his chest, the Rift roared.

A vortex opened above him — not as wild as before, but focused. Controlled. He reached inside it, drew power, and hurled a spear of pure shadowlight at the Echo’s center.

The creature screamed — its thousand eyes turning inward in agony — as the spear tore through its shifting form, pinning it to the charred earth.

Brown was on it in a heartbeat. With a cry that sounded like both fury and release, he drove his sword deep into the core of the creature, flames erupting in all directions.

The Echo convulsed. It tried to retreat — splitting itself into a thousand smaller shapes — but Clara was already weaving her final spell.

A seal of radiant light circled the battlefield. Ancient, divine — it pulsed with the will of the world itself.

“By flame and oath,” Clara whispered, “you are banished.”

The seal collapsed inward.

The Echo gave one final shriek — a sound of endless hunger denied — and vanished in a blink of
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