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... void claws were suddenly digging furrows in polished marble instead of the rock and dirt of the rift chamber. The acrid odor of smoke magic faded, and he slowly shifted himself back to normal, barely noticing Malika arriving within the teleportation locus moments later, his mind obsessively replaying that awful image of the whip vine slapping Calen and Ali through the rift as it closed. He had stood there, unable to do a single thing to help them.
“They’ll come back,” Malika said, putti ...
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