Chapter 59 Shattered Dragonfly 59

Fallion the Fallen, the name I had given him, made a cry go out around the arena.  A cry of pain.

I had named him, and by doing so I had doomed him. Magic flowed around me, swirling thicket and colder than ever. So thick and dense that I could no longer make out the faces of the people that faced u...

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