Richard was still on his side. He's running himself ragged. I called to him, Damian, Damian what's wrong? I didn't hear him answer, but I felt his body, felt that aching cold at the center of it. You're great at everything but admitting it, he said.
Damian screamed through my head, and I got a confused glimpse through his eyes of a blond woman bending over him. I looked at him and tried to hear what he was saying. It was clear and viscous-that fluid that the shapeshifters leave behind when they pull their bodies from one shape to another. I'd be blind for a second or two.
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