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pain. he knew pain, but only against that cougar who'd thrown him from the cliffs.

he winced as merrick drew first blood, hissing through his teeth as he whirled to try to counter the blow. really, he was terrified to strike the man in turn—what vengeance would they have upon him if he hurt their leader?—but he saw no other choice but to defend himself.

he would try, anyway. surya lowered his head like a battering ram, hoping to shove the one-eyed warrior down and away from him, send him into the dirt where he'd be vulnerable.

his heart hammered in his chest, up into his throat, rapid pulse threatening to choke him.