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... wings. Her powerfully muscled back easily held her aloft upon the fickle and chilly air currents as she lazily circled Lyeneru, Calen, and Coria as they descended toward the blackened and dying ground below. For a moment, her goals, the mission, and her worries all vanished in the pure visceral thrill of the Scion of Azryet’s physical power and the joy of flying.
“This is a good spot,” Lyeneru said, touching down in a small, secluded box canyon which looked like she had chosen it for th ...
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