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... ne, the rhythmic beat of Ignis’s wings the only constant sound. Ignis flew with steady purpose, the conquered Howling Crags shrinking behind them. Elise dozed fitfully against Adam, Seraphina kept a watchful eye on the horizon, and Lilith sat with her usual preternatural calm, looking for all the world like a noblewoman on a leisurely aerial tour.
In the silent space of their shared mental link, Adam’s voice brushed against Lilith’s consciousness, dry and pointed. ’So. About our uninvite ...
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