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He drags a hand through his blond hair as he shifts his gaze back up to Draven. “The Unseelie King has never let a dragon shifter through his wards,” Galen says carefully. Storm winds rush through the night, making the clouds spin and ripple violently, as Draven gathers his magic. Swords clash and whips crack and magic roars through the air as the battle frenzy turns into full madness. The rectangle at last stops moving, forming a doorway.