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... red. He laughed weakly. "Still see straight, so that I will call it a win."
Lyra said nothing. She just turned away, wiping her blades, her shoulders trembling. When the fog finally cleared, they saw it.
Deeper in the forest stood a stone altar, half-buried in roots, its surface was etched with runes glowing faint green. Bones were piled around it in neat stacks with arms, legs, skulls that are arranged like offerings.
Lyra walked toward it slowly, her face pale. "I have ...
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