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Kyara’s POVThe earth under us rocked a deep, guttural vibration that appeared to emanate from the core of the forest. I wrapped my arms around Eric, my pulse beating as I looked over my shoulder. The shimmering trees, which had earlier seemed ethereal, now seemed sinister, their luminous leaves creating shattered shadows that danced with unsettling purpose."Kyara," Eric rasped, withdrawing slightly. His face was pallid and stained with mud and perspiration, but his eyes, still stormy gray, fastened on mine with unyielding focus. "We need to move. Now.""What's happening?" I inquired as I helped him to his feet. My hands lingered on his arms, sensing the tremors in his muscles. He was still weak and recuperating from whatever the binding trap had done to him."I don't know," he said, his voice barely heard over the rumbling earth. "But it's not friendly."Before I could respond, a massive crack broke the quiet. One of the huge trees in front of us snapped and crashed, bringing its ma
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