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... stages of ruin, eyes glowing with the same faint light she'd seen in the basin figure.
Mira's breath came in sharp bursts. Her hands were still wet, the black liquid clinging like oil that refused to drip away. The ground beneath her feet pulsed faintly, as if it had a heartbeat.
The tether was different now. Not a pull, but a presence. It hummed inside her skull like a swarm of bees, filling every thought with static.
One of the corpses—a woman with half her jaw missing ...
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