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“Oh! Thank you! Thank you!” Noiryn was here too. “I thought you’d never come back.” She sputtered through sobs.
“Calm down! Let me get a look at her.”
My eyes were finally open. I could see the thick jungle canopy above me.
“It worked,” I to myself. Benyst’s large misshapen skull appeared above me, the folds of his skin quivered as he spoke.
“How you doing, girl?” He didn’t wait for a response. “She’s fine. Come on, let’s get you up.”
He slid one meaty hand behind my neck and helped me to sit up. He crouched down beside me; his raw face inches from mine, and whispered to me so Noiryn wouldn’t hear.
“I thought you were done for.”
“I love proving you wrong.” I chided. He laughed as he hauled me to my feet. Noiryn was standing a few feet away looking very tentative. I
