All apprentices across the plaza dropped to their knees, unable to handle the weight of it. Aria's brow furrowed as she threw everything she had into fighting back. Her body swayed under the strain, but she refused to go down. This might be the hardest fight on her path to revenge, but she didn't back down. The fighting spirit in her eyes only burned brighter. Lirael's pressure crashed down on Aria like a collapsing mountain. Her face, already pale from the back-to-back battles, turned even more ashen. In fact, it was completely drained of color. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips. The wound on her shoulder tore open again, and crimson seeped through her clothes, dripping down to bloom into vivid splotches on the ground. Lirael stood with his hands behind his back, white robes snapping in the valley wind. With spirit energy churning around him, the heavens themselves responded. Clouds roiled overhead, and lightning flickered in their depths. The air in Duskhollow Va
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