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... s every movement. She had stopped offering advice hours ago. Her silence was heavier than her words had ever been.
Ashwing, sprawled in lizard form across her lap, lifted his head now and then to hiss softly, sometimes when Lindarion’s steps faltered, sometimes when he vanished too long into the black.
And each time Lindarion staggered out of the shadows, bleeding from his nose, veins trembling with mana exhaustion, Nysha would glance at him like a gambler waiting to see whether ...
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