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The Nagi
The constant drip drove the Nagi insane. She didn’t know where the sound came from, but somewhere in that damp cell was her torment.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
When she first came into the world, the Nagi felt very much alone. She didn’t feel another Nagi’s presence until after she shifted for the first time.
She hadn’t been able to control the emotions as they’d twisted with Hua’s own anger, her desperation. They’d amplified each other’s need for revenge, making Hua leave her home behind in search of it. Others saw her actions as protecting her father, but the Nagi knew it was more than that. She may not have been able to control Hua’s heart, but she saw into it.
Drip.
Drip.
Ripping herself from the cot, the Nagi slammed her shoulder into the wall, reveling in the pain snakin
