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... ent thin and high.
The air around him thickened until every breath scraped. The strike had chosen.
’Body alone and I am soot,’ he thought.
Radeon wrenched it toward the nearest stand of twisted maple trees at the edge of the field.
Their grey trunks clawed at the sky like they were begging to be hit in his place.
"This place should keep me alive."
Wind tore at his face as he dove. Each flap of the glider chameleon skin snapped with static.
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