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... e said it so softly it was barely a whisper, yet Dante caught it.
"You should forget about him... he’s dead by now," he scoffed, his voice dripping with derision.
Lyra ignored him, taking his words as nothing more than an attempt to hurt her. She knew Rowan well. Taking him down wouldn’t be easy, and she had no doubts about that.
It took more than an hour before the village appeared ahead of them. Small houses lined the road. Their walls were not cemented but formed from ...
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