CHAPTER 251
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The air burned before it breathed. Caster’s eyes opened to a gray sky that wasn’t a sky at all, only a shifting sheet of ash and lightless mist.

The Skell Plane. Again. But this time, it was different. The ground under him trembled like something alive.

Cracks ran through the soil, glowing faintly blue, pulsing like veins beneath dead flesh.

He pushed himself up slowly, one hand gripping his staff. The mana around him was wild, fractured.

Even breathing felt wrong, like inhaling dust made of
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