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The nemesis's trap was flawless.

Her transformation magic—the very thing she relied on most—shattered mid-dance, leaving her collapsed on the cold floor in a distorted, incomplete form. Her hair, once a formidable whip, had long since been rendered useless, bound tightly by heavy ropes.

The enemies slowly close the distance, savoring every bit of the terror etched upon her face

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