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- I sucked her blood into my mouth. It was surprisingly sweet and tasted more like honey than blood. Still she fought, but the more she struggled, the faster I drank, gulping down her blood – until at last I felt her begin to weaken.
- As I drank, I felt transformed. I was still Grimalkin, but I was also something much more.
- I drank and drank until no more blood was to be had. As I drained the final drops, I felt Hecate’s body shudder; above my head I heard the beating of wings as the three ravens took flight. I lifted the Queen of the Witches and pushed her down into the boiling cauldron.
- Starblade Book 3 Chapter 13
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