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... t like it had been years since she’d allowed such an expression to touch her. Even longer since she’d felt true joy. But as a dense wave of ethera swept over her most hated enemies, how could she feel anything else?
The little ball that represented Isaiah Roberts sparked, then fell to the ground. She knew from her experiments that, wherever that despotic dictator really was, he’d been rendered insensate by the sudden influx of so much hostile ethera. Because he didn’t simply watch throug ...
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