Chapter 20Engalla looked down at the slumping figure in front of her as she set the mug on the crystal table. Kai sat on the bench, her head cradled in her stiff, left hand, her right arm hanging limply at her side. The healing discs had done their job. A tragedy had been averted.
The explosion still echoed in the deepest recesses of her mind. Each drop of blood seemed a searing stab of pain as it coursed through the veins. Her right arm was on fire.
“Drink this. It will help,” Engalla said soothingly, but when Kai just stared skeptically at the mug, she picked it up and took a long sip herself. “See? Nothing harmful. Just willow bark and catnip to help your headache.” She held the mug to Kai’s lips, which were dry and parched. She watched as the mug was drained in one long, slow gulp.
