[Walter shudders as he rests on the floor, his wings uncomfortable underneath him and his injuries complaining. As the adrenaline fades from his body, he can feel the broken bones even more, and he shuts his eyes tiredly.
Mia's voice forces him from the edge of unconsciousness, and he turns his good hand over with a ragged sigh. A small ring of fire forms above his hand -- a formation learned from practicing with Eferin for so long.]
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Mia's voice forces him from the edge of unconsciousness, and he turns his good hand over with a ragged sigh. A small ring of fire forms above his hand -- a formation learned from practicing with Eferin for so long.]
...Here.