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... is energy was being siphoned from his body, drained with every breath as he moved.
'Just as I expected,' he thought, gritting his teeth.
The mist was thick, wrapping around him like a suffocating blanket, cold and oppressive. It clung to his skin, seeped into his lungs, and leeched at his energy with every movement.
Atticus had already suspected this would happen. The moment the mist surrounded the hill, he knew he had no choice. It wasn't a matter of avoiding it, it was ...
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