Chapter 17 The Abyssal Surge

The moment Miran's fingers locked around the Abyssal Pearl Amulet, the air in the Weeping Hollow didn't just move—it died.

A deafening, deep-sea silence slammed into my eardrums, cutting off the roaring wind of my own vortex. Then came the pressure. It felt as though the invisible weight of a three-...

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