Jordan
The first of the traps went off when the front squadron was almost to the city walls. A column of flame shot high, searing through rows of WindFae and Selkbloods, and singeing some darklings overhead. Screams of pain cut through the air.
Chapter 56: The Final Battle, Part I | Jordan
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