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... the more they thought about the gravity of the situation.
For a moment, none of them spoke. The wind blew across the dead forest, rustling the charred branches and scattering burnt leaves like flakes of black snow.
Arty stared at Eccar's face, seemingly searching for hope or reassurance, anything. But she found only exhaustion and dread. It frightened her.
Sylmira steadied her breathing, then finally asked, "If that being defeated all of you… and what we faced was just a ...
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