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• I rubbed my stomach, the flutters a little stronger, the magic sinking into my skin, the purple mist covering the border. It was strong, it would hold, and I had some of the power it held.
• My father stood no chance. I wasn’t sure what had given him the confidence to think he did, but it was a mistake he wasn’t going to get a chance to regret because my family was kneeling in front of me.
• He was nothing but a dead man walking.