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... sweat mingling with soot on his brow. His breath came in shallow pulls, his muscles were burning with the aftermath of his overdrawn resonance.
Xerion stood beside him with steam rising from his obsidian-black scales, his wings were tucked and he narrowed his eyes toward the clapping figure above.
From the deck, a tall figure stepped forward- elegant, armored in gold-trimmed black, and smiling with a dangerous sort of grace.
"Impressive," the man said, his voice was like ...
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