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... ucked away in a pocket of reality that his current, weakened senses could not pierce.
"I can’t find her," Lucain voice was thick with the restrained agony. "The air is empty, Clara. The bond is screaming, but it’s screaming from nowhere. It’s as if she’s stepped outside of time."
The only thing keeping him calm was the fact that she was still alive, the agony pushing through the bond. He turned his crimson gaze toward the witch, who was still catching her breath, her hands staine ...
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