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God, deeper…” She pressed her forehead against the coral wall. Massive elegant horns swept back in perfect arcs, ancient crimson runes pulsing along their length. The ancient succubus who’d seen everything, encountering something she hadn’t. “The architecture changes here. The pulse of an academy she’d been carrying alone, finally, momentarily, distributed across more than one set of shoulders. “Nerida.” “Mmm.” “Bond level?” She was quiet for a long moment.