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The guards pushed me down until my knees hit the glowing symbols on the floor. The markings pulsed with light, spreading heat through the stone beneath me. My heart hammered, but my body refused to move. I glanced at the boy. His small chest barely rose. His face was gray, lifeless. My throat burned. Whatever they were about to do, it wasn’t just magic—it was something darker.
The witch began to chant in an unknown tongue. The words crawled into my ears like whispers of d ...
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