My skin burned red and the pressure against my head made it feel as if it were about to explode. I gasped for breath, the air escaping my lungs. Each of the six elements of magic surged through me. To combat the sensation, I conjured my magic to encompass me. It grounded me from the nexus’s onslaught with its tremendous strength, shielding me against the harsh rain of magic. I pushed against the spell of the nexus, my fire burning bright. I was able to breathe again and my head lightened. The nexus opposed me, assaulting me with its power. Its barriers lashed against my fire, attempting to extinguish it. My magic strained as if I were trying to move a mountain. The nexus’s barrier held fast and firm. My anger fueled my fire until I became a shooting star, shattering the nexus’s barrier. As I passed through, I collapsed and blacked out. I found myself lying on the ground, and struggled to open my eyes. There was fog all around me, lit with a dim blue light. I groaned and forced myself up on wobbly legs, head spinning.
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