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I woke to grueling screams. Battle cries. The clash of metal against metal. Grunts. I pushed up from where I laid, wrapped in a blanket. I must have been exhausted, if I had slept through all the screaming up until now. I was groggy, as I squinted my eyes trying to see through what looked like a mist. A mist? The smell of smoke and something burning instantly wafted into my nose, causing me to cough as my body jerked painfully. s**t! Everything hurts. The screams were growing louder, so were the sounds of metal against metal. I sat up, taking in my surroundings. It was empty and the fire was already out. However, it was still dark, which probably meant I was not asleep for long. The multiple sounds were too much. Too overstimulating. “Behind you, Khalil!” Mav’s voice floated through.
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