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The Blind Seer
All Michelle could remember was feeling a stab in the back, and everything was darkness. She wanted to know what happened to the group, whether the enemy was able to take Reigna. If they did, she’s a worthless leader. First, they were separated from Jane, all through the fact that Michelle couldn’t control her emotions. And just as they were reunited again, Hail—now she’s certain of it—made it sure that it would be the last they would see each other.
She never wanted to accept it, but the facts were presented right before her eyes, ever-clearer than before. There was something about Reigna that she couldn’t explain. Maybe that’s why the enemy was after her; but what she couldn’t swallow was for Hail to do try such a cruel technique to a comrade, all so he could get a hold of Reigna. She knew full well that when it activates, once done right, it would certainly explode and kill its host in the process. Their father was the one who taught it to them, with him as the host, conf
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