Lyra dropped to her knees before the thrashing sovereign, ignoring the scorching heat that blistered the hem of her dress. She slammed both bare palms directly against the center of the blackened obsidian crystal on his chest, closing her eyes and throwing her entire consciousness forward into the abyss. In an instant, physical reality dissolved. Lyra found herself standing upon an endless wasteland of black glass under a sky of…
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