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I was prepared to fight for her, even against my own friends. As soon as swords were drawn, I knew they would do whatever in their power to prevent her from Marlbrooke’s bidding, even if that meant her death.
But she was faster… so much faster and stronger. My heart races, watching her scope around her group, eyeing them like prey. When she looks at us, I beg that she frees us and shows us that she is still in there, but.. she doesn’t. It’s almost as if she’s monitoring us for something.
I hear the echoes of our armies about to clash, and this is the first time I’m uncertain about the outcome of this battle. Lincoln looks over, and I feel the shadows of the clouds above, and I watch in wonder from the corner of my eyes as multiple strikes of lightning simultaneo
