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... binding pulsed with awareness as he stepped off the boat and climbed the path toward the fortress entrance.
The wards recognized him, assessed him, and let him pass without challenge.
I opened the door before he reached it.
And then he was there.
Real and solid and present in ways that spiritual phone calls couldn’t match.
"You’re here," I said, because apparently my brain had decided eloquence was optional.
"I’m here," Azryth agreed.
I cro ...
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