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... his palms. Blood welled from the self-inflicted wounds, hovering in crimson globules around his clenched fists. Elena, backed against the edge, felt the last vestiges of fear melt away, replaced by the burning pride of her Shelly lineage.
With a defiant cry, Elena thrust her hands forward, conjuring twin orbs of searing flame. The fireballs hurtled towards Blake, illuminating the night with their intensity. But Blake didn’t flinch. With a casual flick of his wrist, tendrils of his blood ...
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