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... sprayed into the air, falling to the ground with the clatter of frozen red hail.
Way too much blood.
“Malika!” she screamed, her voice tearing at her throat with its rawness.
Ice mana bit into the broken remains of Malika’s body, forming the shape of the Frozen Doom curse, and Ali dispelled it while mentally screaming for healing. Priests ignited their Devotion, her shamans sacrificed their blood, pouring it into ribbons of magic that arced into the air. But it was Malika ...
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