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... decided to answer with a middle finger, the dragon stirred.
Its eyes flickered—beamed, even—with a sudden pulse of unnatural light.
That was all it took.
Instantly, everyone snapped to attention like broken springs. Instincts sharpened. Our gazes all locked on the slowly awakening monstrosity before us. The temperature didn’t change, but the air somehow felt suffocating—thick with something raw and wrong.
Amelia still has her hands on its head, mid-ritual, but the ...
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