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When it was over, I lay on the ground panting. Everything was still. My body ached. I felt vulnerable, frail. I struggled to my hands and knees and, with great effort, lifted my head to survey my surroundings.
My bat lay just out of reach, broken. Only the handle and part of the shaft were whole. The rest lay in big chunks scattered across the ground. To my far left were Noiryn and Cosima. They were both unconscious, I could see their chests rising and falling as they breathed. On the right side of the circle were a sleeping Baba and Benyst. Their heads close together as they lay in a pool of fabric and limbs. Sid and Yeren were stretched out on the ground, the magenta orbs gone. Ganaraj was near them, equally unconscious.
I was sitting there trying to understand what was
