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... d himself to keep moving.
The forest around him had become a green and brown blur. Branches whipping at his arms and face as he crashed through the undergrowth.
A thin branch snapped across his cheek. Leaving a stinging cut that immediately began bleeding.
But he barely felt it.
Behind him. The sounds of Sylvie’s last stand grew fainter.
The occasional boom of water magic spells told him she was still fighting.
But for how much longer?
His ...
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