In the face of imminent death, the survival instincts of a solar sorceress took command of Amara's soul. Looking down at Kaelen's bloodied, suffocating face, seeing his quartz eyes rolling back into his skull as his spirit was torn apart, a fury of incandescent proportions erupted within her core. She refused to let him die. She refused to let the Conclave win. Ignoring the blinding agony in her own skull,…
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