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... ed stones and vibrant air seemed to hold their breath—as if even the wind and shadows were curious to know who would fall first.
Roxanne calmly stood, wiping the blood from her lip with her thumb. The smile she gave Ingrid wasn’t teasing. It was respect.
The kind of respect only two wounded and proud warriors can exchange without words.
The wind still whispered around Roxanne, but now there was a different weight to it—no longer light and playful, but sharp, disciplined. ...
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