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Where did she come from?
Was she part of the adventurer’s party?
He crouched next to her.
The wind was swirling around them. The bowl only had one single entry and exit point, so once the wind entered, it didn’t leave
Gabriel watched as the frost from her breath appeared.
She’s still alive, barely.
He shifted his eyes up and down her body, cataloguing any wounds she had.
The blood was leaking from her shoulder, staining the frosty gro ...
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