The Ice Princess
He grunted as we laid him on the black ash dusty ground to assess the deep and still active bleeding wound.
"Blizzard, can you help him like you did with Luke?" Naomi urged. I had heard of this healing miracle before. Once, when my parents had barely found each other, one of her best worriers shielded my mother from a deadly blow. He almost died, but thanks to Blizzard's powers, my mother cured him with one icy breath. Omar certainly needs a miracle like that right now. If his soul dies here, we will never meet. I place my hand over my chest, trying to suppress my growing fears.
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