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... ve and the clearing would turn into a battlefield.
Lucien’s hand twitched toward his blade, cloak snapping in the rising wind. Mira’s bowstring creaked as she drew it taut, her aim bouncing between Lyra and Lucien. Bram, to his credit, just muttered, "Well, this escalated quickly," and spun his knives between his fingers like he was warming up for a circus act.
Meanwhile, Lyra tightened her grip on my arm, heat radiating off her like a living forge. "Back off," she warned, her vo ...
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