It unfolded so fast that the horror was still penetrating her understanding.
The Call.
She'd rejected the dragon. But her sister...
The reveling fury morphing her twin was beyond her ability to rescue or reason with.
She did stop the Mordrem from killing.
Felt every moment of her mirror's death, now looping in her mind.
She had to get as far away as she could. Over and over she cast portals, past caring for the searing burns of overextending her magic. When her body could no longer maintain her adrenaline-fulled flight, she collapsed in the snow of the Shiverpeaks.
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