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... g the dirt on his cheeks.
Ren caught Lindarion's eye between swings.
"We can't hold this line forever."
Lindarion glanced back toward the village. Houses burning low now. Not torched. Just catching from sparks. Friction. Chaos.
The air smelled like sweat, blood, and old wood trying not to die.
He raised both hands.
The fire affinity surged.
Brighter this time. Hotter.
He stepped forward and unleashed it in a wide wave, clearing a pa ...
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