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... ou idiot, get back here!"
No answer. Only the low hum of dying magic, the smell of ash and dragonfire clinging to her tongue.
She took a staggering step forward, her boots crunching over shattered sigils, through the black dust that once glowed with wardlight. Somewhere behind her, Amber called too, her voice smaller, rawer, pleading through the ruin.
"Aiden! You’re still hurt! Come back!"
The words echoed, swallowed by the vast, broken hall. Arina’s jaw tightened ...
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