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... c, to the point where it's almost difficult for me to think through the level of danger it's pouring into my skull. I have to strangle the amount of Firmament I'm feeding to the skill just to reduce its screams, although I can't afford to turn it off entirely.
Not with who we're fighting.
"Get back," I say to the others. I crush my building panic ruthlessly—there's no time for panic. No time for anything except razor-sharp focus. With all the ways we've grown, fighting ourselves ...
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