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... e of air. The oppressive weight in the atmosphere lightened, as if the very forest exhaled.
In Darin's arms, the Sorceress lay limp, her skin pale, her robe torn and charred at the edges from overexertion. She hadn't said a word since she fell. Her breathing was shallow but steady, and that was the only reason Darin hadn't started screaming.
Then, in the chaos of the stunned army around him, a voice thundered across the clearing:
"THE QUEEN IS DEAD!"
Vincent stood ...
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