“We scouted ahead, to the rendezvous
site,” Edda panted.
Manon braced herself. A whisper of power
flickered through the camp, the only
indication that Dorian’s magic had coiled
around them in a near-impenetrable shield.
“It reeks of death,” Briar finished.
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