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... to the colossal nightmare assembling its joints like a living siege engine. "If it locks onto you alone?" she asked, voice rough, almost pleading though she kept it soft.
"Then he would give it nothing."
The crimson sash fluttered from Draven's fingers, twisting once like a spent ember before coming to rest upon the ruined moss. A hush fell over the clearing, as though even the corrupted breaths of the grove wished to witness the moment he relinquished his mark. Sylvanna felt it ...
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