Kendra's Point of View
"You're alright." She said I woke up to a cold towel on my forehead.
"Where are they?" I asked, trying to get up from the bed.
"Don't force yourself to get up." She said, pressing me slowly back to the bed, seeing her strong now made me wonder what would make her heal slowly from her previous problem, I let her hand nudge back to bed, my throat sore.
"Where are they?" I asked again, letting her change the towel.
"They left hours ago, in the smoke screen they had created, even the crowd at the door hadn't seen them leave." She explained as she wiped my body, I sighed to the pained, "Sorry, I'll be gentle." She apologized, her hands not slowing a bit, her touch, softer.
"They didn't chase after them?" I continued my questions.
"After shadows? No way." Mother sai
