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Chapter 265: Dawn of True Balance
Author: Renaya Sol
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The distortion in the sky remained a silent, jagged question mark against the pale blue of the morning. Isabella’s hand trembled slightly as she gripped her staff. She looked at the city below, at the thousands of people moving through the ruins of the plaza, their lives slowly knitting back together.

"We stop it here," Zion said, his voice quiet but absolute. He walked toward the edge of the plaza, his boots crunching over the glass fragments of the former tower. "
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