CHAPTER 291
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The world was breaking apart. The duel at the Fractured Spire had torn through every layer of the Skell Plane, ripping holes in the sky and shaking the ground until it no longer felt like ground at all.

The air twisted in spirals of burning light. The wind moved without reason, sometimes pulling inward, sometimes pushing everything away as if the world was breathing in pain.

Caster stood on what remained of the Spire platform, gasping for air. His chest hurt with every breath, and his arms tre
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