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... buckling under the weight of exhaustion and loss.
Blood dripped from his torn knuckles, mingling with the ash and grime coating his skin and his silver flames flickered weakly along the crimson chains that hung limp from his arms.
He stumbled forward, boots crunching on shattered crystal and his vision was swimming as blood carved fresh paths through the grim on his face.
Charlotte descended gracefully and the ash-heavy air rippled gently as she landed.
Her pupils ...
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