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Ben nodded. “But I can’t do it alone. The Omnitrix’s multiverse lock is unstable here. Every transformation will last only 30 seconds. I need you to speak the rest of that summoning phrase — the last three parts — each time I transform, to anchor me to this realm.”

Ben activated the Omnitrix and scanned the rift. “Alien tech — harvesters of life-energy. They’re draining your world’s ‘fayr’ — your magic, your soul.” thmyl-labh-ben-10-protector-of-earth-llandrwyd-mn-mydya-fayr

— the stones glowed blue. “Labh” — a hum filled the air. “Ben 10” — a flash of green light erupted. Ben nodded

Ben smiled. “Then make it count. Remember — you spoke the name. That means you’re now the Protector of Llandrwyd and Mydya Fayr.” Every transformation will last only 30 seconds

“The phrase’s magic is one-time use,” Elara realized.

“No,” Elara said. “This is Llandrwyd, in the realm of Mydya Fayr. And we need your help.”

Most thought it was just a nursery rhyme. But twelve-year-old Elara knew better. Her grandmother had whispered it on her deathbed, saying, “The name holds seven seals. Each part is a key.”