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... denial of dialogue was absolute, her judgment final. With a calm, almost serene motion, she raised a hand, her slender fingers tracing a delicate line across her palm. No tool, no blade, only the sharpened edge of a fingernail, honed by millennia of arcane practice.
A thin, perfectly straight crimson line appeared on her skin, welling up with a single, perfectly spherical drop of blood. It gleamed, a bead of condensed power, impossibly vivid against her pale flesh.
The droplet d ...
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