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delved into hers, making her feel uncomfortable. “Before you release, think of me. Maybe that will help.”
    “I don’t…” She nearly pushed him away. This was becoming a little overbearing. “I don’t know about that. But thanks for your help.”
    She was walking before she even knew where she was going. Before she was out of earshot, she heard Mela’s voice. “You came on a little strong. These people are not so bold.”
    Mela had been in the area and Alena hadn’t even noticed. They could all have been there for all she knew. With Kallon in her personal space, and touching her—he was really distracting. The whole people were really distracting, including S’am. She gave a look when she was in fighting mode and everything Alena was thinking dried up right before a warning in her body urged her to run.
    Alena had a long way to go before she was as battle hardened as the Shumas. In a way, she hoped she never made it there. She hoped this would all end peacefully somehow.
    Her scoff was lost to the approaching darkness. Fat chance.

    * * *
    S hanti sat high in a tree away from the camp, reveling in the silence of nature, interrupted only by Gracas and Leilius creeping closer. She picked at a leaf, and then tore it apart before letting the wind blow it from her hands.
    They’d reach the Mugdock lands soon, engaging in just one stage of the overall plan. They would be asserting themselves as Chosen at last.
    She tore another leaf apart.
    All the things that could go wrong filtered through her head, one by one. They were a small host, and even combined with the Shadow, and reunited with more of her people, they wouldn’t have enough. There was no way they’d ever be able to enter into a straight fight with Xandre and win.
    So the question was, how could they even up the disastrous odds and stay ahead of an incredibly strategic mind, to complete her life’s duty?
    It didn’t seem possible.
    But then, it never had. Somehow, she’d made it to Cayan, and together, they’d made it farther than she could ever have expected. Ever hoped.
    Taking a deep breath, she allowed a tiny kernel of hope to work into her middle. Her duty still seemed impossible, but…
    She let the wind take the fragments of leaf as the two boys drifted within view, quiet as field mice. They stopped a moment. Leilius examined a tuft of grass where she had trodden earlier, then looked around the area, unaware of where to go from there. She hadn’t tried to hide her tracks, but she hadn’t advertised her position, either. She hadn’t wanted to be disturbed by busybodies like Sanders, who had already wandered by an hour ago. He pretended to hate the very thought of her, but then worried when she went missing. He was a severely emotionally repressed individual.
    Leilius shrugged. “I think she was here, but then her tracks just vanish.”
    “Do you think maybe she made it this far and an animal killed her?” Gracas said with wide eyes.
    “There’d be blood, you moron.” Leilius peered through the bushes in front of him.
    “Oh yeah.”
    “She has to have gone somewhere .” Leilius sounded completely put out.
    “What’s the point of finding her, anyway? This isn’t a training exercise. She’ll probably kick us in the head if we disturb her. Remember that time we caught her peeing in the Shadow Lands?”
    “She didn’t care that we found her that time. She cared that you pointed at her and stared.”
    “ Well? How was I supposed to know women squat to pee?”
    “You sound like you’re twelve. They don’t have dicks. What did you think they did? Dribble down their legs?”
    “She still had her pants on, you idiot.” Gracas punched Leilius. “How the hell was she not peeing all over her clothes?”
    “They learn how to do it out of necessity. And they’re smarter than you. It’s a wonder you don’t pee all over your pants even with a dick!”
    They were yelling, and if they had been in enemy land, they’d be dead. It was