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... thrummed through my body, strengthening it to absurd levels. I felt my heartbeat pound against my ears, my pulse quickening as I recognized the threat in front of me. “We don’t need to fight.”
Mawar snarled. “You know who I am, mage,” she hissed, the air thrumming with weathering intent. The closest thing I’d felt was the first time I’d met Mardeth in the Fiachra Ascender’s Association. “Then you know why you’re going to die here.” I saw void wind popping around Mawar’s hands, but it was ...
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