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... loud of dust from the shattered door slowly settled, Liora Stormvale stood firm. She kept her sword, crackling with arcs of lightning, leveled as she tried to process the scene before her.
The Mythical Beast Cryomara sat at the edge of the bed, holding Cassian in her lap.
Cassian’s body was bound tightly by vines of transparent, rock hard ice that writhed like living serpents.
He was immobile, his gaze sweeping the room with pure fury. On the other side, at the head of th ...
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