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That was how it was with magic. It embodied him as he embodied it.
This was the consequence of using his power. A strangled gasp escaped his throat as another wave of pain struck him. It felt like decay inside, like his own body was rotting. He grasped at the concrete, at the ferns that had sprung up through the sidewalk, and shut his eyes.
I told Wren to help you out. Well, dared him, more like. I thought it’d be a nice thing to do, right? Not like I have the cash to help.”
This interaction is so weird. I don't know whether Jordanna Jade meant for it to come across like that or not but it's making me skeptical.
the war not over, the battle not yet decided.
