Though it had receded to nothing more than a phantom ache, Cale couldn’t shift his focus away from the pain. He knew more would come. The next bout would last longer and stab deeper. That kind of agony reminded him of the Sun’s vengeance. “Need a cure.”
It came out unintentionally, like a whispered thought.
Dean looked up from his work. “What was that?”
“You’re searching for a cure, not just explanations, right?”
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