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... the cold air. Snow crunched beneath her boots, and the distant glow of the fairies’ lights led her straight to the clearing.
Her heart thudded in her chest—Lucian had been there, fighting, and she had no idea what condition he was in.
When she finally arrived, the sight that greeted her stopped her in her tracks.
The clearing was empty.
No monster. No traces of the battle. Not even a fragment of its corrupted flesh remained. The snow was smooth and untouched, as ...
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