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CHAPTER 36

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Kade's signal came on the second day.

Not words. The bond did not carry language, not yet, not in the way that words required. It carried states and pressures and the specific texture of things felt. What came from the north carried the texture of large and deliberate and aware.

Elora was on her feet before the signal finished.

"How far?" Drax asked.

"Two hours north. Maybe less." She paused, feeling the thread, following its direction. "It i
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