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... d a hand against the crystal, my breath catching in my throat.
Time slowed.
The dust from the battlefield hung in the air, thick and unmoving, swirling in slow-motion as it began to settle.
My heartbeat thundered against my ribs, an anxious, frantic rhythm that drowned out the distant shouts of soldiers and the crackling of dying embers.
The nobles, still huddled behind broken stone pillars and half-destroyed walls, were frozen in place. Eyes wide. Breath held. ...
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