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“Now!” I push my arms toward the venin and command lightning to split the sky, and it does, branching out in every direction, but I only need to control one of its silver-blue veins. I focus on the one closest to the venin, bringing it down in slow bursts that defy time. My arms vibrate, and I feel Tairn’s power push the boundaries of my body as I yank the branch sideways in its descent, inch by inch with the last of my strength, positioning it over the venin. “More, Tairn!” He roars and lightning itself rips through me, sizzling my lungs and charring my very breath as Andarna’s gift ebbs. I ...more
Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)
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