The Lunar Legacy
Her voice cut through the hum, dagger ready, snow stinging her face.
Jasper’s axe swung, blue eyes blazing, Boulder growling. “Got one!” His blade hacked the monolith, rune cracking, blood gushing, snow churning red, hum stuttering, stakes shaking, frost falling like ash. “Mar, left—another!” His cloak billowed, shielding her, axe gleaming, warmth her anchor, runes pulsing, growls closer.
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