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narrow bridge, helmet shielding her face from deafening wind and stinging snow. She'd left her bloodstained fingertips in Old Russia, gone West, until they

the wish-granting creature into a fearsome flying beast that breathed fire. As they fought the beast, Efrideet kept her distance by shooting it with a

protective syncope. Quickly! Quickly, have to get it down. I saw— I was a beast upon the earth, a salamander or an eel. Water passed through that earth as

Fool's Remedy in hand and snow crunching under his heavy boots. He follows glistening blood lines soaked into the soot and snow, through empty pens devoid

the leverage to vault herself onto his shoulder. He rages like a niirsai beast, all fury and stupidity, and nearly throws her from his shoulders. She tries

not want to be! When I was on the Reef, I—" Namrask struggles. "I saw the beast Fikrul. Before that, I saw the Devil Splicers. But this debasement of our