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Running through the village streets the stench of burning bodies and huts forced her to keep moving. She knew the prophecy was real. A fiery maiden would end the terror in a ball of fire.
The dragon hovered over the ritual tower and Phoenix,accepted her fate; jumping into the beast’s mouth, consuming its flaming heart.
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