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... e him immediately. His frame was partially hidden in the shadows, but his tone was far too casual for someone who just snuck into a death room.
Isabella clutched Glimora tighter and used her other hand to grip Cyrus’ hand like a scared child pretending not to be scared.
Cyrus was already in front of her, magic humming faintly in his fingers.
Isabella, ever so Isabella, still had the guts to glare over his shoulder.
"Um, excuse me, do you normally eavesdrop on grie ...
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