Dakshana drew back, shielding Minka and Srina as the shamans advanced on her with their spears. So this game wasn’t just meant to make her see her worst memories - she’d have to live through them. This time she wasn’t a child, and she was going to fight.
“Who are they and why are they here?” Ashoken demanded.
“Invaders, probably trying to help the demon-born,” another shaman said.
Ashoken’s eyes narrowed as he stepped toward them, and Dakshana saw recognition, if confused, flash in his eyes when he saw her. “Relatives,” he said. “Bind them. We’ll deal with them later.”
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