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... out. A rasp of breath, maybe. A stammer. He tried again, like the shape of Lindarion’s face would offer mercy if he recognized it fast enough.
It didn’t.
Lindarion crouched down, coat shifting slightly at the edges as he moved. His hand extended to the cobblestones beside the man’s shoulder, palm hovering just above the dirt-caked surface.
Heat radiated from his skin. Not fire. Not visible. Just pressure.
The stone began to hiss where his magic reached through it. ...
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