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Echoes of Sacrifice

This is a world where **Flux** is the energy governs life and creation. Through Flux, wondrous feats are possible, along with the creation of diverse ways and techniques for empowerment. Some have developed techniques to enhance their bodies, making them nearly unbeatable. Others have honed their affinity for the elements, becoming walking disasters. And there are those who have elevated their minds, gaining the ability to manipulate matter and calling themselves Magi. Furthermore, some individuals have synchronized their very beings with Flux, undergoing transformation into new forms. Meanwhile, wars between kingdoms and conflicts over resources and territorial expansion are frequent. In times of adversity, talented individuals rise to leave their mark on history. But only true legends endure against all odds. An inheritance stained by blood and the sacrifices of many—a life of violence and bloodied hands—haunts those who seek power. Choose your path to power—use Flux and shape history.

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A body, field knowledge, a harsh truth

"Kizaer, is Joane really… Is she…?" Shen asked weakly.

Kizaer didn't respond but signalled hurriedly for Ciona to crouch down. "Quick, help me. Hold her for me."

Ciona took Joane from Kizaer's arms and watched as he retrieved a small skinning knife and brought it close to Joane's torso.

Shen's eyes widened, but he restrained himself when he saw that Joane's side had something lodged in it.

Kizaer, doing his best not to tremble too much from the physical exhaustion consuming him, made a small cut on the side of the wound where some kind of spur was stuck. After making the incision with precision, Kizaer tossed the knife to Shen, who secured it at his waist and looked at Ciona and Shen.

" Huff, Huff… Hold her tightly, very tightly. Shen, help Ciona doing it: When I pull the spur from this side, pull Joane's body in the opposite direction. KEEP HOLDING HER TIGHT!" Kizaer explained hurriedly, and without any further signal, he pulled the spur.