Barrier Gulch [m] Asp

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Dizzying, it was all dizzying. One scent, two scents, and then there were more; four. A small voice transmutes into smoke, “I’m not dying.”

Wasn’t she?

The coy opens her eyes. One of her own kind is here, a strange accent upon their tongue.

Another of the bodies moves to stand over her. She lashes her muzzle, cutting teeth on a wrist before recognizing Khusobek.

Zaahira manifests from the shadows, keeping the promise always to hunt her like a cat does a mouse.

Eset shudders from them all. Fear, humiliation, shame, and then one gentle voice of scarce recognition.

“Akavir..?” she murmurs, too exhausted to project.

I killed them. I killed the being we made. They were perfect and beautiful and I killed them.

And he would never look at her the same way again.

“I’m not dying,” she whispers, “so you can all go fuck off with your lives now.”