Dawn's trembling ceased. She let out a sigh of relief and nestled as closely as she could to her little sister.
"I..know. Be...happy Liv. I...love......you...t-"
She was cut off mid sentence as the enchantment that had kept her undead ceased to work. She went limp in Liv's arms. Her time dead began to catch up as she started to slowly decompose, dry, and turn to dust.
Overhead, the beastmaster was forcing Heather to take sweeping dives across the island while torching everything they passed over.
Heather felt week, frustrated, guilty, angry, and regretful all at once. The desire to close her eyes and sleep was strong, but the little jerk on her back wouldn't allow her to.
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