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... r came—only the whispering rustle of leaves, the low hum of distant mana currents, and the ever-present mist that clung to her like cold breath.
She turned in a slow circle, her chest tightening with each passing second. Panic hadn't fully taken hold yet, but confusion was quickly creeping in.
"When did I lose him…?"
She murmured.
Silvy retraced her steps mentally. She'd been speaking to him, holding his hand—or what she thought was his hand.
She cursed un ...
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