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"Do they just watch as the students' works continuously deal damage to their own academy?!" Law's Natural Gift fully unleashed, he danced in the land of destruction wrought by light and fire, brilliance and manipulation held firmly in his grasp, versatility hooked around his neck, floating through the air like a large scarf.
Andrey's courtyard had transformed, densely packed with craters filled with the remnants of foot-prodded bone shards. When the blast waves swept through, the intermingled Lich debris tossed about like stir-fried vegetables, sprinkling down white flurries. The few fortunate Liches that survived ran into the castle's interiors, whereas those struggling in the crisscrossed craters could be counted on one hand.
