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him when she spoke.
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ned here?"
edge of a tombstone now embedded
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her. "What
nstead, she knelt beside a grav
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peak, a voice cut
then. She
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. "You re
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m," she snapped. "
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ice dropped
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but with speed, closing the gap in a blink. He touched Ash
el demanded, already be
said, voice trembling now. "It's r
d his wrist.
something like pity. "The
at tightened
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now th
to me. In
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rael, his voice
a co
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tain, eyes wide. "It's too l
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the ear
h a sound like bones shattering
ng. Pale. Bloodied.
hem ruptured. Not o
ack. "What the
irael said, voice cold.
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sher behind her,
ed free of the grave-tall, gaun
sn't
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acted-a jolt of pressure behind his e
rned toward h
ed. "What i
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ers, not in speech, but in a chant-low and guttur
all, Asher h
aloud, but
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tagg
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hind the kneeling figures-a shape stitched in shadow, limb
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