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... n the ground in a cross shape. Despite the mess of snow and mud, what was worse was their condition. The nosebleed that wouldnt stop was proof enough.

Beric. Are you alright?

Wow, damn, this hurts. It hurts!

Good. You seem to be okay.

It hurts, I said!

But at least Beric could express his pain, whereas Barsabe could only curl up and groan. The mishandling of her magical powers was a critical mistake. The most significant issue was the rapid depletion of he ...

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