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... a blade, sharp and impossible to ignore.
She blinked, chest tightening, certain she had misheard. "What...?" she rasped, her voice fragile against the ringing in her ears.
Lucian didn’t answer. His focus had shifted entirely. Kneeling over Clara, he pressed a careful hand to the witch’s pulse, scanning for any sign of life, his crimson eyes dark with the weight of blood, silver, and shared agony.
"The water," he clarified, his voice a guttural scrape as he looked back at ...
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