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... e as I fell to my knees, feeling something in my chest crack. Seris’ hands loosened on me as I knelt weakly, my focus entirely on Greahd’s horribly empty eyes. The monotone buzzing of her heartfire–once so full of life–scraped against the inside of my skull, digging out any sort of emotion and leaving a mirrored void in its place.
Agrona sniffed, leaving the body on the altar. “Seris,” he said, something contemplative in his tone, “When you go to war against the Dicathians in a couple of ...
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