Beth

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It was so sudden, so abrupt, that Ken only felt the impact as a rush of hot air blasted him and the others in the camp. His eyes were searing, and when he looked again— A huge hole of scorched bodies had appeared in the center of the Dullahan’s formations. Around the area of death, soldiers ran screaming, bodies aflame. Still more fell, choking, as the hot air and smoke suffocated them.
Beth
Magic napalm
The Last Light (The Wandering Inn, #5)
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