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... ing three wheels and the strained breathing of the Spirit Stags.
Damien didn’t wait. The moment the carriage leveled out, he was scrambling.
"Leona, how bad is the arm?" he demanded, already applying a simple Earth-Mana compress to the side of her helmet where the visor was jammed shut.
Leona pushed the carriage roof open and dropped back inside, wincing. She was covered in dust and grit. "Clean break, maybe a hairline fracture in the ulna. I’ll heal. It’s the stags, they ...
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