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... es had converged in one crushing wave.
The Crimson Fang thought it was over, thought that at the very least Arden's group would crawl from the dust half-broken.
But when the light cleared, what they saw instead made their guts sink.
Rael was yawning, tapping dust from his shoulders like a man shaking off morning rain. Nyra smoothed the edge of her robe with a flick, as if worried more about a scuff than the deadly storm that had just struck.
Zephyra's growl rolled ...
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