While everyone seemed elated over my victory, my stomach continued twisting in knots. Clearly something had happened during the fight, something that chilled me to the bone. I hadn’t won on my own, something had helped me. If I tried to picture the source, I could see smoky tendrils of darkness pulsing at the edge of the forest. They blended in with the shadows, nearly invisible to the nak*d eye. If I focused hard enough, I swore I could see them moving.
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