Two Eyes Cenote gods of the arena

it was what she wanted, for eset to be safe. but when meseba spoke against muat-riya, mind realized her true helplessness.

attempting not to falter, tavina found a new truth in the low incense burn of guardian's voice. he cared for eset, and while defensive heart wanted to reel in hurt, tavina set the safety of her love above all else.

"take eset northwest to the bear wilderness, where we went for the great hunt." it came with a pang thrust to her heart; her laugh for herself was only softly bittered. "i am not sure the packs there trust us, and so she will be safe among one of them."

"i will go nowhere now. i have a role to play within the cenote. khusobek must awaken. it will be safer for her when he does," for truly she commanded such respect in all the mazoi.

now she inspected her neat bandages with solemnity. "the eye may not be able to be saved. more time is needed to know. but if you want me to put it out, meseba, i will do this."

more pain but no greater risk of infection than the travel which might influence septic flesh. the choice was to him.