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... ttempt, Veyra’s visions crept into his quiet moments, though Xerion’s coiling form beside him kept the nightmares at bay, the serpent’s warmth was a constant reminder of their shared strength.
He lay awake at night, staring at the codex, its runes were dim but heavy with meaning, his fingers traced Mealin’s amulet, its drake essence was a faint pulse of hope.
Lyra’s thigh wound limited her mobility, forcing her to lean on the cot’s edge to sit up, her sister’s ghost lingered in h ...
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