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... ing behind me. Every eye seemed to hold shadows as they spotted me, but I was too tired to care.
My heartfire pumped weakly in my chest; the excess energy wrung dry by my dangerous use of it not long ago. I’d changed into some clothes that were more fit for ascents; namely some loose gray pants and a tight-fitting maroon shirt.
After all, I couldn’t walk around drenched in my own blood.
Aurora’s relic had reverted to its brooch state and was pinned to my shirt. I’d needed ...
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