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I walked back with Mastyx's advice spinning through my brain. Upon reflection, it wasn't much: bring a team and be prepared for a challenge. The story of my life. It would be nice if Archer could be part of that team, but that wasn't possible right now.
I needed to get myself on the Guard. Once I was established there, we could reveal our relationship, and then I could start changing the rules. Like not outlawing healing across the species, and maybe even allowing the healing of humans and animals when we Travelled.
I flashed back to one of my first wing visions: I was in a dungeon watching women being interrogated, aka tortured, for being something a bunch of dumb men couldn't understand. They had burned one of them at the stake. I had wanted so badly to help her, to take her
