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... g, their Patron sigils faintly glowing beneath skin or armor—telltale marks of borrowed power. Their eyes flicked to the Rift again and again, some eager, some terrified. All waiting for someone else to go first.
No one wanted to be the first corpse on Floor 5.
But they knew someone already beat them to it.
Me.
I stepped closer to the Rift's edge. The ground pulsed with ambient magic, thrumming like a heartbeat. The gold and crimson glow flared higher, arcing skyw ...
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