THE CONFROMTATION — DARA ARRIVES

A sharp whistle cut through the air.

From the other side of the clearing, Dara appeared on horseback, her cloak lined with runes, torchlight casting sharp shadows across her face. A dozen riders followed.

“Toma!” she called, dismounting. “Step away from the altar!”

Kelvin’s eyes narrowed. “You’re ...

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