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... ing air of the ruined chamber.
Zakar’s blade froze an inch above Caslurk’s skull. His chest heaved with heavy breaths, sweat and soot staining his face. Slowly, he blinked and turned his head toward the sound.
That voice was familiar. Familiar enough to make his heart skip.
"..."
From the other side of the rift, a figure stepped through the haze; broad shoulders, sharp eyes glowing with authority. Smoke trailed from his body as though the battlefield itself was hi ...
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