Chapter 75 The Seal Is Not the End

The sky above Blackmere had not returned to its usual gray-blue. Faint streaks of silver still threaded the clouds, faint remnants of the Rift’s last surge. The battle was over, the Rift sealed, and yet the air itself seemed unsettled—as if the world was holding its breath, waiting.

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