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... into his flesh, and felt the eerie cold flow of his golden blood soaking his robes.
He was torn in half, from the waist to the shoulder, but even as life faded from his eyes, for the faintest of moments, his True Will gathered. With the last embers of power burning in his heart, his arm moved and cut the air.
WHOOOSH!
Caine didn’t even know what had happened, but all he could feel was pain. Looking down at his chest, he saw a gash torn across his frame, so deep his heart ...
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