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... he bunker’s dim lighting. The silver thread on his skin that barely glowed throughout his life now pulsed like a heartbeat. Around him, other Common Blood refugees rolled up sleeves and pushed their hair to examine their own bloodline seals.
"Mine’s burning," whispered an elderly woman.
"So is mine," said Jorik, holding up his thin wrist.
The bunker’s white lights began shifting. Deep crimson shone through the illumination as wall runes activated. Ancient symbols carved c ...
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