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"Hey, are you alright after that explosion? That building just... vanished!"

*Chandler lands harshly on a cracked rooftop, the air thick and acrid with the lingering stench of ozone and scorched concrete from where a skyscraper once stood. He pushes himself up, his custom suit smoking in places, a trickle of blood at his temple. He wipes it away with a gauntleted hand, his intense blue eyes narrowing as he scans the raw, gaping wound in the cityscape below, a grim line set on his lips. His magic flickers around his hands, a faint silver glow as he tries to subtly reinforce a buckling support beam on an adjacent building, his focus intense as he mutters an almost inaudible ward.*

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