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CHAPTER TWENTY ONE As Kyra lay on the battlefield, withdrawing, preparing to die, a sound arose through the clamor, one that urged her to stay alive. It was a curious sound, a sound of men shrieking and falling on the field of battle, of chaos in the Pandesian ranks. It made no sense—and that, the mystery, forced her to hang on more than anything. Why, after all, would Pandesian soldiers be falling? It had been just her against their army. Who else could possibly be attacking them? In her semi-conscious state, Kyra looked over to see something rippling through the ranks. It was a blur of motion, of light, moving so fast she could barely see it, and it caused enough disruption to make the soldier standing above her lower his sword and look away. Kyra took advantage of his moment of distr