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... the multitude of wounds marring his scales, he’d obviously spent a good deal of his ethera. Elijah could feel his enemy’s guttering core. One of his wings was broken as well, though his expression showed nothing but anger and hate.
He paced back and forth like a caged animal, his long, thin tail whipping back and forth. A subtle growl – almost a hiss – filled the air before he spat, “Traitor. You think you can escape?”
For his part, Elijah crouched low, feeling incredibly small i ...
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