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... he dungeon itself. Kael's gaze swept across the cells once more, absorbing the brutal scene: lives hanging by a thread, breaths barely moving the air, pulses as fragile as the crack of ice about to break.
He clenched his fist.
"Let's finish this quickly."
Sylphie nodded, though her shoulders were stiff. Amelia remained restless, moving her staff from side to side, as if she wanted to discharge her own anxiety onto the wood. Irelia prepared herself with the lethal calm of ...
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