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... echoed like a judge's gavel.
The little dragon rolled with the body, bounced once, then crouched again, smoke trailing from his nostrils like he'd been born to guard this moment.
Lindarion stepped forward again.
The mage tilted his head.
Runes along the staff flared a deep crimson, panicked now. Not rhythmic. Not steady. Like it was trying to reconfigure for a threat it didn't understand.
Lira moved.
Only a few steps. Just enough to keep herself in ...
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