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Sweat glistened on her brow, her knuckles pale as she gripped Zephyr’s hand. Her back arched as another wave of pain surged through her body, ripping a gasp from her lungs. Around her, the eleven queens moved with precision—no fear, no panic, only purpose.
Aelira’s voice hummed softly from her place at the chamber’s edge. "The divine barrier holds. No trace of external force has breached us yet."
Zahra paced outside the door, blade drawn, her flames restrained but r ...
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