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... ollapse, its wings still slick and weak, its eagle's head craning uncertainly toward the world.
With a flick of his wand, Sylas cleaned the foal of birth-stains, then slowly stepped forward.
The mare, gleaming pearl-white beneath the sun, whinnied sharply, ears flat with warning. She did not understand what she had birthed, but she knew it was hers, and maternal instinct drove her to shield it from the wizard's approach.
"Oh? So protective already?" Sylas chuckled softly. ...
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