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“his shadows suddenly surged past his feet, a black tide racing ahead. they hit the approaching corner and eddied before cascading into the next hall. ‘tell me what you see’, he bade them. but they didn’t send a single image as they flowed up a narrow spiral staircase that led to the small balcony.” […] “gwyn stood there in her pale robe, hood down, hair shining in the starlight. his shadows had gathered around her feet, veritable dogs wagging their tails as if to say, ‘we found her. do we get a treat now?’” “i—i’m so sorry,” gwyn stammered, wincing. az blinked, the knife of blue light vanishing. not a threat; not an enemy. just gwyn. […] “this person was so far from the priestess he’d found at sangravah. for a moment, even with everything crumbling apart around him, he could only marvel at the changes between the priestess she’d once been and the one before him now—the valkyrie.”