SEVENTEEN
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‘Falkai, take Xenia.’
He bent over gently, sliding the unconscious knight from his shoulder before handing her carefully to the telekinetic.
‘I have her.’ said the knight, wrapping Xenia’s right arm around his neck whilst supporting her around the waist.
Anika said nothing, her focus remaining fixed on the growing shadows slowly appearing through the orange haze, yet her concern was evident.
‘She is not physically harmed; she is unconscious.’
He sensed Anika’s immediate relief, and she nodded quickly, acknowledging his words.
‘We need to get moving!’ cried Darlia, the urgency in her words palpable.
He recalled the moment when they found Xenia; they had unexpectedly discovered the knight hanging from one of the large fungi. The knight had been suspended, no more than
