Chapter 32

• The deafening roar of the crowd faded into an eerie silence for Amara as she stood in the arena, her gaze fixed on Xander and Joshua. Their fierce battle unfolded like a dance of power and precision, but the world around her seemed to blur. The edges of her vision dimmed, and the sounds of clashing swords and shouts of encouragement became muffled, distant. A strange sensation washed over her—a pull, both gentle and commanding, as if her very soul was being drawn elsewhere.
• Amara swayed slightly, her breath catching in her throat. The air around her grew heavy, shimmering with an unearthly glow. She blinked, and suddenly, the arena was gone.
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