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... beneath Sylvaris’s iron grip was beginning to twitch, his arm going numb, the bones in his wrist bending unnaturally. His breathing turned ragged, shallow gasps spilling from his lips like a man slowly drowning under pressure he had no chance to resist.
"Release this man this instant, or you will suffer the wrath of the Holy Church—whether you are the hero or not!"
The voice came sharp and commanding. And then, as if the gates themselves heard her words, the air shimmered and th ...
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