With an oath he pulled back. This is dangerous, Selene said. The halls here were as empty as the others had been, and he all but ran. He stared in amazement as the redness faded and the swelling went down under her stroking fingers.
But Masema was already shaking his head. It was dawn. He closed his eyes, pressing the sword hilt against his forehead as if he could press what he was thinking out of existence. Something is wrong here.
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