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... h the crackle of residual lightning dancing along his arms. In his left hand, held as if it were a sacred trophy, was the heart of Isobel. It pulsed faintly, its final beats slowing in his grip, and a glimmer of triumph curved the old warrior’s lips. He had done it. He had won—or so he thought.
The strategy had been clever. Using his mastery over lightning, he had split himself into two forms—one real, one a crackling clone born of pure current. To a predator like Isobel, whose senses re ...
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