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... of air.
Alexander leaned forward, hands braced on his knees, breathing through a nose that protested with every inhale. It wasn’t broken, but the sharp throb and wet sting said it had come close.
She nearly broke my nose.
Annie dropped into an armchair with a heavy thud, liquid metal arms rippling in agitation. Talia crouched near the door, her back and head pressed against the wall, cradling her hand against her chest. Her ponytail pooled on the floor beside her, a deta ...
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