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- My hand touched something. Something wooden. In a desperate panic I super-heated it, feeling it give way with a crack as it was cut cleanly in two. There was a mighty creak from above and the girl's eyes shot up. She darted off me, releasing my throat in the process, right as the roof of the four-poster bed crashed down on my body.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 5: Ch. 9]
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