From Through the Fire (WIP):
“I saw you in Hell, in Balarak’s house. I … I know you from somewhere, but I don’t remember meeting you.” The surprised, confused expression on his face was nothing she’d ever seen from a demon before.
“I … I remember you, too.” She shook her head, trying to clear it more, and took a step back. “Who are you?”
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