Despite her training, all the magic she had left was currently being fueled by desperation — but it needed more than that. For light to grow, it needed more light. I want you to think of a memory, Jaren had told her, weeks earlier, a good one. A memory filled with love, Caldon had added. Even in the midst of the battle, that wasn’t difficult for Kiva — because all she had to do was think of them. Jaren and Caldon. Tipp and Naari. Cresta and Torell and Ashlyn. All the people so dear to her, who had fought with her — and for her. She thought of kissing Jaren on the mountaintop, of crying in
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