Beyond the Flames
Thinking about Nexus, Elio roared, a primal sound that echoed through the Pentagon estate. The surge of uncontrolled mana erupted from him, shaking the very foundations of the building. Panic rippled outwards like a tidal wave, screams erupting as furniture toppled and tremors rattled windows. It wasn't an earthquake – it was Elio. "Oh?! This is something I haven't felt since a long time," a woman's voice sighed calmly from a nearby balcony. She took a leisurely sip of lemonade, seemingly unfazed by the chaos. "Last time he got this worked up, the Hale family lost a few heads." Another voice chimed in from a shaded veranda, nonchalant despite the shaking ground. "Yeah, those were fun times. Watch out below, looks like the flowerbeds are about to take flight again!" In a stark contrast
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