Redhawk Caldera I'll just mix 'em in my drink

There was no movement forthcoming.  Either the shock, the fall, or the two combined had overwhelmed her and she'd gone out like a shattered light.  She'd come to rest a short distance from the stony wall in a crumpled heap.

It was perhaps a blessing in disguise that she'd lost consciousness.  Her head had taken some impact, which wasn't ideal, but without sense she hadn't been able to panic and attempt to lock her limbs on impact.  They'd managed to survive the fall intact.

A dark stranger, golden eyes.  He was tearing at her... eating her?  It hurt, it hurt so bad...

Her heart pulsed sluggishly with her breath, but those were the only to signs that the darkened form was still alive.

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