The air in the room felt wrong.
Heavy.
Tight.
Like something unseen was pressing down on everything at once.
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Konin remained on one knee, bound by Nona’s magic. Invisible chains wrapped around him, locking his body in place, forcing his strength into stillness.
But his eyes—
They had changed.
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They glowed.
Faint at first.
White.
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Nona stood a few steps away, her hand raised, fingers slightly curled as she maintained control over him. Her expression was calm—but her focus had sharpened.
She felt it.
Something was shifting.
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“You should stop struggling,” she said softly. “The more you resist, the tighter it becomes.”
Konin didn’t respond.
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Tracy watched him closely.
Not in fear.
Not in shock.
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In understanding.
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She had seen him fight before.
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