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Kaelen felt it instantly—a cold, oily sensation creeping up his spine, turning his golden ichor into lead. His strength, once a boundless ocean, was being siphoned into the very ground he protected. He stepped onto his balcony to address the crowd, but instead of a roar of power, only a raspy cough emerged. fall of the mega power guardian