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Ayyra's POV ... I opened my eyes with a struggle, staggering a little as my eyes took in my surroundings. All around me were feathers, blood and dead birds. I staggered back noticing my hands and cloth filled with so much blood that made me want to throw up. It seemed like I lost myself for just a minute yet so much happened and I couldn't even remember a thing. "Ayyra?" I heard my name and looked up to see Alexander panting, his eyes taking in the mess around. "How did you find me?" I asked practically dragging my feets to move forward. He grabbed my arms helping me move away from the mess quickly "I followed the bird, let's get out of here" "Heh" I scoffed removing my hands from his "Why are you here? Why did you follow me in here Alexander?! To drag me back there so you could