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... rning with the sharp, metallic scent of ozone and cooling blood.
She held herself with a rigid, artificial precision, every muscle locked into a performance of stability.
The reality was far messier. Three of her ribs were definitely cracked, grinding against one another with every shallow breath.
The shoulder wound from the ice-spear hadn’t closed; it wept a slow, hot trail of crimson down her arm, staining the white-gold light she radiated. But the most terrifying thing ...
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