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One Hundred and Seventeen

Author: Vivian Sage
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-12-26 23:51:29

Kahlan's POV

Soren said it for the millionth time.

“You’ll hurt yourself.”

I ignored him.

The dummy in front of me was already leaning crooked, its head barely attached, straw spilling out where my fists had split the stitching. My knuckles burned. My chest burned worse. I drove my elbow into its torso again anyway.

“Well pardon me for being frustrated,” I shot back, not even looking at him. “Its not like Freya said someone is trying to get into my head.”

I twisted, kicked the dummy square in the ribs, and felt something tear.

“Even if no one will say it out loud,” I continued, breath sharp, “magic like that can only be done by two people. Ava. And the council witch.”

Soren didn’t interrupt. That only fueled me.

“Sasha’s mother,” I added. “Who works for the man who wants me dead...AkA Ramsey "

The frustration boiled over. I planted my foot and kicked hard.

The dummy’s head snapped clean off and rolled across the floor.

Silence followed.

I straightened slowly and wiped sweat off my br
Vivian Sage

Thank you all so much for reading and following Kahlan and Soren's story ☺️♥️ .it means so much to me and I'm grateful really . And yes, Happy Holidays (Merry Christmas, even though I'm late)🥲🥲♥️♥️♥️ and once again thank you guys so much .

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