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Chapter 67: Spilled Milk

“Burn.” He said suddenly. The words were out of his mouth before he could even pause to think them through. And he regretted it.

Still, there was no room to cry over spilled milk. Lives were at stake.

Something flowed from his upper shoulders to his arms. It graved his fingertips, making his hands shake, and as he watched, a fireball shot out from his hands and fell upon the shadow whose blade was just a few inches from Gareth’s neck.

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