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Theron scooted to the end of the row and knelt beside his brother, trying to hold him down. “What’s happening?”
Eyes wide, Ryane threw her hands out. “I don’t know!”
“Heal him,” Theron barked.
“I’m trying! But I’m not a full scale healer. I can’t heal him properly, especially since we don’t know what exactly is going on.”
Holding the seat in front of me, I crossed to Ellie and crouched beside Theron. “Arguing won’t help right now. Let’s try to keep a cool head and think this through.”
Theron glared at me. “Look who is talking. Miss do-it-first-think-about-it-later.” I winced at the bite in his words. He exhaled deeply and ran a hand through his messy hair. “Sorry. I didn’t mean it.”
“I know,” I muttered. Although, that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. For his sake, I would disregard i
