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asped, shaking th

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forcing open a passage. "Here, take this," shoving a small, rune-inscribed phone i

n the distance. Then cam

slicing through the trees. Iron an

his heart and struggle

nce of his strength enabling him to pus

over. Then he turned and ran into the dark,

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in ragged gasps. The gnarled roots and thorns clawed at his

uns

s wobbled, before he pushed himself through. His blood staine

voice called o

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lightning. He stopped struggling

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s ears was the desperate howls

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her belt, an IV line sending something into his veins. His head throbbed, memories rushing 

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m. His grandfather. The

the old man said

estraints, his young mind not able to understand

his grandfather put s

dallion. His

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's eyes. "No... N

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we need to s

gut punch. Air left his

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ike iron. "You are heir to the throne of Etrama. And then when the time comes..." Hi

tened his fists. "I don't care 

tting with pain.

spiral into darkness. Heat coursed through his veins,

his grandfather's last words befo

boy... until the Blood Mo