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Mom
A desperate roar of fear and pain echoed from the stage, but Emilia could barely hear it over the cry that ripped from her throat.
“Rose!” the Pendragon screamed as he ran toward her, clutching at his heart.
Rosalie sank to the ground as red blossomed from her chest.
“Primurgo,” Rosalie muttered. The Pendragon was knocked back as the shield shimmered around her.
Emilia ran toward the stage, leaping the cracks in the earth. If she could reach her in time, she could stop the bleeding. She could save Rosalie.
“Pelluere!” the Pendragon shouted, but the healing spell couldn't break through the barrier.
The Pendragon collapsed, gasping.
Emilia was close now. She could see her mother's blue eyes gazing at her.
“Goodbye, Emilia.” Rosalie’s mouth formed the words, but the sound was
