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Chapter 272: Traces of the Unseen
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... pproached the window of his chamber, his gaze sweeping over the walls. Every inch of the stone, every pane of glass, was shrouded in sealing spells—fragile, desperate things.
How pathetic.
To think such childish rituals could hold him. Did they truly believe this could contain him? Did they think they had the power to stop him?
He was Ol’gaz. The ancient one. The ruler. The god. The one who had wielded power so great, entire worlds had bowed before him.
How dare t ...
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