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Chapter 17. Halt Hour

The transition from plummeting through open air to the tender cradle of the healing base was a whirlwind of sensations, both dizzying and exhilarating. In the span of a heartbeat, I journeyed from the adrenaline-fueled rush of wind against my skin to the gentle embrace of the base's enigmatic magic. The shift was like crossing the threshold between reality and a dreamscape, where the vibrant hues of exhilaration melted into the soothing tones of enchantment.

Enveloped in the base's ethereal energies, I experienced a kaleidoscope of sensory wonders. It was akin to floating within a warm, luminescent sea, each ripple of arcane power caressing and nurturing every fiber of my being. The currents of magic cascaded through me, weaving their intricate melodies that resonated with every nerve and sinew.

Yet, amid this surreal serenity, a new tension unfurled its wings. The healing base, for all its comforting embrace, was an enigma, a realm of the unknown. Tales of its restorative might had r
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