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- With a final exhale, Cinder's eyes closed halfway. Her chest did not rise again. Energy rushed into me. I felt myself growing stronger.
- I hated it.
- Hated it all.
- One level. Two. Three.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 6: Ch. 15]
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