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It wasn't a question but more of a statement, and she turned to Agony with a smile. "I saw you, and I see you, Kothari, son of Gard and Rayne. You are the Justice Seeker, and already our world here has run crimson with the first blood I have foreseen. It will flow with more blood, an unending stream if we do not help you; however, that was not my first vision of doom for us all. My first inkling of danger occurred before I had even met Dante." Dara was listening, her call finished with Rafe, and her expression surprised. "For some reason I thought Dante was your Sire," she mused. The other woman laughed, a beautiful tinkling sound that seemed out of place considering what had so recently occurred. "Goodness no, my Sire was Abraham. He, too, was rather overprotective and kept me hidden aw

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