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Sharp pain pulled Kamira back to reality, and she moaned, reflexively trying to fight back, but found herself unable to move. The low-hanging sun blinded her when she opened her eyes, but then she recognized Veelk’s face above her and relaxed. His copper skin, darker than usual, had a distinct red hue to it, but nothing else spoke of his injuries. His leg was pressing against her chest, while the nightfly pinned her healthy arm to the ground.
“Don’t move. I just set your broken bone,” Veelk said. “And don’t speak, because if you say something foolish, I swear I’ll break your other arm.”
Kamira smiled faintly, overwhelmed by relief while Veelk stabilized her limb. “I’m glad you’re alive.”
“More than you are,” he said with a hint of anger as he stood up. “What in demon’s guts made you
