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Around Allen, the world whirled, and he began to see images of long-forgotten past periods and incredible power. With the weight of Elara's cryptic words bearing down on him, he struggled to gather himself. Having stated, "Chosen," For what purpose were they chosen? Why not him?

The strange walls of the cavern hardened, and the otherworldly light vanished to show a more normal light coming in through gaps high above. His fear faded and was replaced with a chilly dread. Elara had vanished. Neither she nor the hidden route going from the cave was visible. He was by himself.

His lungs were stung by the fire's aftereffects, causing him to cough violently. He examined his arm, screwing up one eye at the pulsating discomfort. He had to figure out how to get out of this realm and return to his surroundings. But where should one begin?

His eyes focused on the cavern's center, where a whirling vortex was visible. It surged with a strength he could almost taste, captivating and seductive. He
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