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... bad."
Cyril was like waking up from a dream, rushing towards Brian in the center of the witch formation.
His warm, rapid breath fell on Brian's pale cheeks.
"How are you feeling?"
Cyril asked in a low voice, her voice a little muffled.
Brian's slender fingers pressed lightly on the temple of his forehead.
He opened his lips slowly, just about to say something to comfort Cyril, but he swallowed the words again, then lowered his eyelashes, covered his dark ...
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