[A/N: Hello, everyone. This chapter might be a bit cruel, and it may leave some of you feeling worried after reading it. But don't worry—I won't be writing chapters like this very often. I'll do my best to keep them as rare as possible. I know chapters like this tend to make readers restless, wondering what will happen next. I hope you enjoy the chapter! ]
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A massive, ancient magic circle bloomed beneath them.
Its violet runes pulsing across the chamber floor like living veins. The crystal orb ignited in a deep, blood-red glow.
Amanda's eyes remained open, locked onto the sphere.
Her violet irises brightened until they shone with ethereal light. Ancient, guttural words flowed from her lips in a low, rhythmic chant. The magic circle flared brighter in response, bathing both women in shimmering violet light.
Nyxariel felt a powerful pull on her consciousness. The world around her dissolved as her mind slipped free from her body and plunged into the vision.
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