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Chapter 8 I didn't realize how much I was projecting my outrage until I felt a hand on my shoulder, gently squeezing. I looked up at Thorbjorn, and he made a quick motion of his chin towards the crowd gathered around us. They were stirring with the beginnings of anger. Had I done that? I got to my feet and took a step or two away from Nefja's body. Thorbjorn stayed close at my side. "You realize when you called us all out here, you put a panic inside all of our minds," he said to me in a low voice. "No, I didn't know that. I didn't mean to. I didn't even know that was a thing I could do," I said. "And now your anger is spreading like a virus," he said. "Can you calm your mind?" I nodded, but it took more than a few deep breaths to release the tension in my whole body. I had to will