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... EY’RE OVER THE WALL!"
"FALL BACK! FALL B..."
The last shout ended in a wet, choked gurgle that made Cherion’s stomach do a slow, sick somersault. For a heartbeat, he felt the pull of the vacuum, that paralyzing, bone-deep urge to simply stop breathing and stare at the canvas walls until the nightmare went away.
Then, a hand clamped onto his wrist.
It wasn’t the Duke’s calloused, heat-radiating grip. This was Reiner. His was surprisingly strong, his fingers digging ...
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