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Black flames appeared at the same time as flames of red and orange and hottest blues. They tangled together, winding and twisting, until something burst from the center of it. One would expect a dragon, but it wasn’t. It was a giant bird of dark flames, his eyes the bluest of fire, while its wings and tail were tipped in oranges and reds. Razik yanked Eliza back with an arm around her waist as the bird let out a shrill call before soaring above them. Luka ducked, feeling the heat blaze down the back of his neck. “What is that?” he barked. Cienna was standing tall, watching the flaming bird. “A ...more
Tempest of Wrath and Vengeance (Legacy, #3)
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