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CHAPTER 59: THREE DAYS

Author: Frank Cannon
last update publish date: 2026-03-11 22:33:05

The second ward line dissolved at two in the afternoon.

The third went at dusk.

My grandmother rebuilt what she could but the rate was wrong. She was rebuilding one for every two he removed and the math pointed somewhere specific and close. Dante had his wolves reinforcing physical positions where the wards had been. Bodies in place of magic. Which worked for wolves and for most things that followed rules about what bodies could stop.

Cain did not follow those rules.

I trained through all of it
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