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... -it all came rushing back at once.
The tenth prince’s hand, slick with his own blood, pressed against the wall.
Yona barely spared him a glance at first... too busy weaving between strikes, too intent on keeping the mercenary from interfering.
But when her eyes flicked back, she froze. His lips moved soundlessly, shaping words that clawed at the air, rewriting the sigils in strokes no tutor had ever dared to teach.
This was no sanctioned craft.
It was some ...
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