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Kiria
Kiria folded Firian’s jacket. They’d just arrived in Jori’s underground shelter again. After reconnaissance, it seemed not to have been discovered. Alone in her quarters, she felt the fabric with her fingers. A guard had informed her that Firian had thirty-one Tanyuin allies inside the walls. It was nearing nightfall now, and only seventeen had reached them. Eight were killed trying to leave, and six were unaccounted for. Seventeen. The number sounded so small, despite the fact they were some of the very best.
The remaining towns had sent their troops as well, but even those were small to summon a decisive victory against an enemy like this. All throughout the day, she kept getting reports of more cities coming to aid Belik. The Tanyu apparently had members in most large cities
