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... tood over Sylas, victorious, sweat dripping down her temples and blood smearing her lip. Sylas lay stretched out, arms splayed, chest heaving shallow breaths. For a heartbeat, Avin thought neither of them would rise again.
And then, without warning, Eira’s legs buckled. She dropped beside him, slumping against the floor with a long groan. The two of them lay there shoulder to shoulder—bruised, battered, utterly spent.
Avin sat forward, lips parted. What the hell did I just watch? ...
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