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Sigurrós pushed him far away with a single word, sending him to a nearby wall with an audible crack.

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Then, slowly, Seth rose, facing Sigurrós as he shakily brought himself to his feet. She could hear the man wheezing as he fought for every breath, fending off unconsciousness as he drew himself up to meet her.

“If… only…” he said between stolen breaths, “you… could… hear yourself now.”

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