[He won't deny it. It feels good, to see that look on her face. Her sudden terror is palpable, and it's a balm to the curse that spikes Koltira's blood, that tears at him from moment to moment. He exhales, hard, his eyes widening.
The chains snap. The ice shatters, disappearing into thin air.
Guilt passes over his features, and he kneels down. The wound in his chest, still bleeding, throbs.]
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The chains snap. The ice shatters, disappearing into thin air.
Guilt passes over his features, and he kneels down. The wound in his chest, still bleeding, throbs.]
This did not have to happen.