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... y as it came down.
Ivor reached out.
His fingers closed around Garron’s other ankle, the one still planted on the ground.
And finally, the pressure broke.
It rushed down his arm in a single surge and spilled out through his hand. A white flame flickered to life across his palm and fingers, thin and unsteady, clinging to his skin instead of burning away.
Garron froze mid-step.
One leg was raised. The other was caught.
Something slipped.
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