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“Venin,” Liam responds. My stomach drops. “You’re positive?” Xaden asks. Liam nods. “As sure as I can be without having actually seen them before. Four of them. Purple robes. Distended red veins spidering all around bright red eyes. Creepy as shit.” “Sounds about right.” Xaden’s weight shifts. “I liked it better when we just delivered the weapons,” Bodhi mutters. “Oh, and one guy with a giant-ass staff,” Liam continues. “And I swear to Dunne, one second the plain was clear and the next they were just…there, walking toward the gates.” His eyes are wide, his pupils blown as he uses his signet to ...more
Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)
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