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... ragged, his shoulder screaming with pain. The forest around him was a ruin of smoke and splinters, but for a moment, everything was still.
Then he saw her.
A flicker of movement beyond the treeline—small, fast, unmistakable. The girl. She was running, barefoot and wild-eyed, tearing through the underbrush like a deer bolting from a fire.
Amari’s heart dropped.
She was supposed to be secured. Watched. Contained.
He stepped back instinctively, eyes tracking ...
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