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... above the burned supply lines had been warped into a living furnace of golden-black flames that roared so fiercely the very clouds caught fire and burned like parchment.
Sylvara rose to meet Captain Riven barefoot, the backless crimson silk of her battle dress snapping in the updraft of her own inferno, with her long black hair whipping wild around her face. Golden-black flames spiraled across her exposed skin in loving, possessive coils, drinking every stray arc of lightning that bled f ...
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