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... ’s chest, pouring streams of restorative energy into his battered form.
He lay unconscious on the cold stone floor, his breath shallow, his body trembling with each rise and fall of his chest.
Sweat beaded her brow, not from exertion but from fear. Every second spent here was a second closer to being discovered.
"Come on, come on." She whispered under her breath. "Just a little more. Stay with me, Noah."
The faintest flicker of color had returned to his skin, but ...
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