Chapter 3270 Aina Morales


    Aina appeared before the erged Anselma, mming out a palm. Her momentum was akin to the skies—vast and unapproachable. It was impossible to tell where it started or finished, or the exact moment when dusk shifted into a dense night.


    Anselma swung to meet her. She was imposing in her own right, a towering mass that went beyond just her size.


    The sh shattered the world''s concept of sound, a vacuum more vacuous than the depths of space in heart andyers formed, palm and axe de echoing off one another in pulsing waves.


    The two separated for only a brief moment before they shed once more. A flurry of exchanges expanded the vacuum, forcing more and more Force into it.


    The world whined against its limits, the tears of the World Spirit falling from above in a torrent of rain that washed the blood beneath and only stung against the Thronebearer''s skin all the more.


    And then it gave way.


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