Unedited Chapter, this chapter will be edited tomorrow
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The Elder's aura pressed down on them like a physical weight, crushing and suffocating. Cael felt his knees threaten to buckle, the pressure forcing him toward the ground. But he forced himself to stand firm, his muscles straining, his jaw tight.
His breathing was shallow, but steady.
He activated Mana Sovereignty, drawing on the surrounding mana like a drowning man gasping for air. The energy flowed into him, strengthening his body, pushing back against the Elder's oppressive presence. The air around him shimmered as the pressure eased, and he straightened his back, his violet eyes fixed on the ancient vampire hovering above them. The moonlight cast long shadows across the ruined building, illuminating the Elder's dark robes and pale, ageless face.
