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- “Water,” I muttered to myself. “I need water.”
- I’d never been good at divine words, but I shouted: “Maw!”
- The symbol blazed above us:
- Several cubic gallons of water materialized in midair and crashed down on us. Zia’s face steamed. She coughed and spluttered, but she didn’t wake. Her fever still felt dangerously high.
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