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... ke a furnace. The human Masters flinched but didn’t scatter. They were trained, disciplined, and they closed in with steady steps, cutting off every escape route.
Primus swung his arm, a wave of fire exploding outward and forcing the closest men to retreat. For a second, I thought he might actually push through. His body was battered, ribs cracked, blood dripping from his mouth, but his will was frightening.
The ground trembled, and suddenly thick walls of stone erupted around hi ...
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