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... wavering between terror and hatred. Still, there was nothing she could do—not against Kael, not against the battalion of witches, and certainly not against the silvery figure bowing before the man she had tried to destroy.
Kael, leaning on the broken chain like a makeshift iron throne, let his eyes narrow. A cold, hungry glint glinted there, amidst the blood and pain. His voice echoed, hoarse but charged with authority:
"Fontane…" He repeated the surname slowly, as if savoring t ...
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