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... e icy coldness that seemed to lower the temperature of the very air through which he ran.
If looks could kill, he knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would already be dead a thousand times over, his body reduced to ash and his soul scattered in the wind.
But even while that furious glare was locked on him as he ran, while every instinct screamed at him to turn and defend himself, he did not slow down in the slightest. He could not slow down. He was too close now, too near to ...
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