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... will do whatever you ask.”
Zeth stared at her, still lying back at the edge of the ritual circle, his heart pounding so hard he felt it may snap his ribs in two. “What are you talking about?”
She looked up, meeting his eyes. To Zeth’s fear-addled mind, the intense stare almost looked as if it contained the souls of thousands of tortured men, screaming for him to run. But within that look was also a clear sense of desperation. “I-I am speaking to my summoner, correct? Or does thi ...
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