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• My head throbbed, weakness tried to make me pass out. Using magic used every part of my soul, and as much as I used, my body felt. I was running at a lower capacity with the baby inside of me, and I had never expected that.
• Brax was covered in scratches and dried blood, his naked torso heaving with breaths and damp from fighting. But he was here. That was all that mattered.
• “Fucking winter borns,” Silas grumbled as he sauntered forward. He dusted himself off and glowered.