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... of the battlefield. The air was a storm of ice and fury, the ground a jagged, frozen wasteland. Phoebie rose from the shattered ice, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her muscles screaming with cold fire. She locked eyes with King Vesh, his armor gleaming with frost, his blade already drawn. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
"You will not take this kingdom," he snarled, stabbing the ground. Golden threads shot from the earth, spiraling toward her, each line humming with ancient power.
But Phoebi ...
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