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The roar from inside the cell was pure, unadulterated fury, scraping against the iron door with a force that seemed to make the very stones vibrate.
Oathran’s, Arkai’s, and Eastiel’s gazes, previously scanning the dungeon corridor with predatory alertness, snapped in unison to Cecilia. She was standing perfectly still, her hand still resting on the cold metal door’s knob, her expression an arrested motion and dawning ’oh-shit’.
Arkai’s dark wolf ears twitched f ...
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