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... eavy, filled with the urgency that surged back with brutal clarity. A distant howl—hoarse, ravenous—tore through the morning air, a harsh reminder that the territory was no longer guarded.
Maggie tensed, her face pale from blood loss drawn taut again. Élisa turned her head toward the sound, her golden eyes becoming cold blades.
"We don’t have a minute to lose," said Élisa, her voice regaining its usual firmness, though weighed with exhaustion. "Choose. Quickly."
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