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... s aside and stepped toward Velira, concern in her eyes.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

Velira’s breathing was ragged and uneasy. She placed a hand on Mira’s arm and nodded. "Yes, I am. I am."

The heaviness in the air and the determination to see things through to the end had made her blood race so fiercely she thought it might be fatal—but she had endured.

Now that it was over, she finally drew in a deep breath, exhaling heavily.

The image from the room—Ala ...

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