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... ike bellows while the heat radiating from his plate armor became visible in the air. He was a titan fighting a ghost.
Sansa watched with wide, crystalline eyes. Her fear had been replaced by a fierce, soaring pride. She didn’t look at the monster; she looked at Alaric.
She saw him sitting there—relaxed, dominant, his hand resting possessively near her.
Finally, Gregor let out a gargle of rage, overextending on a massive overhead strike that buried his greatsword a foot de ...
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