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• “Before the final battle, he bribed a witch into putting a brand on him. It kept his body healthy. He knew eventually there would be another winter born. All he had to do was wait.”
• Lucas breathed harshly, and I looked over my shoulder, checking the crypt, but I couldn’t see anything. I had no idea where he had gone, and that was scarier than if he was standing right behind me.
• “I need to go find him. You have to stay alive, Lucas, I’ll save you. Just keep pressure on it,” I urged, laying him down and ripping off some of his shirt to hold over his own wound.