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... ar of black flame that towered high above the treetops.
The infernal column blazed outward from Zancrow's hands, carving a blistering wall of fire across the forest. The heat alone scorched everything in its path.
But the scene Zancrow wanted to see, his prey blown out of the ground like rats from a trap, never came.
Clutching his wounded arm, he staggered forward and snarled, "Find them! I don't care if you have to turn over every rock or rip up the earth inch by inch. I ...
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