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Chapter 63 - FRESHER BALL — AFTERMATH

Chapter 62: Fresher Ball — Aftermatch

The cathedral hall was a battlefield of ruin and blood.

The Mana Pillar pulsed at its center, its heartbeat echoing like war drums in their skulls. Every pulse sent cracks crawling across the stone floor.

Every hum made the summoning circle glow brighter, the abyssal gate yawning wider as clawed hands and twisted horns pressed against the veil of reality.

One more minute or maybe less.

And the Academy would be lost.

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Aurelia's breathing was ragged, her rapier trembling in her grip. Her sharp eyes traced the runes snaking across the ground, her mind racing faster than her heart.

"…This isn't endless. The pillar—" She gasped between words, flipping her notebook open and sketching hurried glyphs, her hand smudging ink. "That's the anchor! Destroy it, and the summoning collapses!"

Leon's gaze hardened. His sword was slick with ichor, his uniform torn, but his voice was steady.

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