Redsand Canyon I wish I was special

He was tired, the empowerment of their success having faded as the hours wore on. At the edge of the oasis Kallik dropped to the dirt and took a moment to compose himself, then called for aid. Glaukos didn't bother adding his own voice as it would be redundant.

In his head he envisioned the fight. The way the cat moved in, the way it lunged, its massive palms and claws; the way its bones had broken. The blood that spilled across the earth. He watched the fight unfold over and over again.

A light fever had settled within Glaukos.