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“You're the weak one, Valora's men!” retorted

Viro in a furious tone. Their fight grew fiercer, but the
warrior was too strong even for Viro.

“Kian!” shouted Lira, drawing the attention of

Kian who was still kneeling on the ground. “You must

use your strength! Otherwise, we'll all die here!”

Kian looked at Lira doubtfully. “I don't know
how to control it!” “Try it, Kian! You have no other

choice!” Lira's voice was full of pressure.

Taking a deep breath, Kian tried to remember

what he felt before. He closed his eyes, focusing on
feeling the wind around him. When the soldier jumped to

attack them, Kian hurriedly raised his hand. Suddenly
there was a huge gust of wind that appeared, directly

hitting the soldier mentally far away.

Lira and Viro looked at Kian in awe, although

Kian himself looked confused. “That was... me?” he
asked quietly.

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