Still more came, from the east, from the west. The trident of the Ka'bol, and the whirlwind of the Ahf'frait. It couldn't be. Her lips twitched.
The woman said something, and the girl taking the plate from her laughed. But an a'dam isn't supposed to work that way, Min said. Bornhald suppressed the growl that rose in his throat. It is your destiny.
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