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Deep in the night sky, a full moon hung. So far away it could never be sensed, and yet so large it almost felt as though you could reach out and touch it.

There was a subtle ripple across its surface and just the slightest of trembles before it went back to normal.

But almost the same instant this happened, powerful senses capable of overturning a world shot over one after another.

They were a step late. It all happened too fast.

Their senses bombarded against one another in the attempt, reflecting and clashing. There was a hint of rage in each one, but in the end, they chose to restrain and control themselves.

This moon should have been too far away to sense in this way… and yet these powerhouses had.

It was hard to tell exactly what they were looking for, though. Or whether they were really just infuriated because their senses clashed with others, or if it was because of something else entirely.

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