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Jaiel

Istared as Lynk did something to Kaiya and she dropped to the floor, sprawling wide as though to protect her aunt and Liam, even in her sleep.

Okay. Perhaps she wasn't SO terrible.

Lynk stumbled off down a hallway I hadn't seen, strange dragon-man resting on his shoulder and lips set in an angry line.

I met his gaze for a moment, and he dipped his head slightly.

Then, as though he were never there, he was gone, and I was left staring at an empty hall quickly filling up with military personnel.

Damn. I needed to get Liam out of here!

I slipped through the remains, pulling in my now-full monster, and jogged to the front. Behind me, booted feet stomped through the room and I heard a woman shout loudly to grab the girl.

I cast a guilty look towards Kaiya as I pushed her off Liam, but her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. Her Aunt lay behind her, face swollen and breath too fast.

Not my concern. They weren't my concern.

But saints, it sure felt like they were!

Liam's body was still warm, but I could feel no spark inside it. A nudge at my elbow made me look over to see the prone form of the largest vrytra I'd ever seen. Her single white eye swirled weakly as she dipped her head to touch Liam's.

Then Liam took a sharp breath in, the sound rattling in his damaged chest.

Amazed, I boosted him onto my shoulder and sent one more look at the vrytra. Had she somehow healed him?

I'd have to ask him about it later …

Putting it from my mind, I slipped behind the altar. I'd seen cultists stream in and out of this area, so perhaps there was a way out back there.

"She's alive! Get a healer!" a man shouted behind me.

Thank the saints.

Adjusting Liam, I slipped into the darkness.

This had been fun, but it was time to return to the shadows where we belonged.

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