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The Highest Flame's tendrils flickered and vanished from his channels. Atar fell, hitting the ash hard enough for something in his knee to snap. He sprawled into the scorching soot, too consumed with pain to pull back from it all. Worst of all, the curse within his legs sped upward, no longer held at bay by the Flame's influence. It raced up his calves, knees, and lower thighs...before halting again. The screaming sands and howling lightning of the storm around him sputtered and failed, ...
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