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¬ FASHIRE 

I came to in steep darkness and gasped, struggling to inhale. My heart thrashed in my chest as a rattling chill and excitement coursed through my veins. 

This was the second time. 

The second time I nearly died. 

If not for her… I shuddered, dreaded to think of what might have happened. Strome's sudden manoeuvre had taken even Baphomet by surprise and it only made matters worse that the fool didn't bother to fight back. 

I could feel his excitement about the whole situation as if it were my own sensation. He was only giving her more fuel while Slin and I fought back. My desperation hadn't even been enough but it was still surprising how I hadn't even given up. And Hiln had come along. It was a faint slip, a very faint one and I took hold of the opportunity. 

But not without a cost.