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... clean. The world was mute, the sky faded, and the air... sweet. Almost too sweet. Like the smell of something dying in silence.
Hagan walked among the bodies with careful steps. His feet sank into the snow, but the warmth emanating from his body melted it the instant it touched the ground. His fingers trembled—not from the cold, but from memory.
They were all there. The disciples. The tamers. The beasts. And her.
Her.
The dark-haired girl was kneeling in the cent ...
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