hand. Blood spurted out from what remained of his knuckle. He looked up at Ashidi in horror.

She smiled cynically down at him. With a deft movement she lifted his finger to her chest and twirled the animal tooth around the cord of her necklace. The finger hung in place perfectly amongst the heathen symbols that were already there.

“What have you done?!” came Annyka’s panic-filled voice again.

Ashidi screamed back at her, “What are you going to do?! Patch him up again? Or are you going to do what’s right?”

Annyka came forward, coming into Nathaniel’s field of view. She looked down at his hands.

“What have you done?” she asked again, this time breathing the words almost to herself.

She leaned down, and reached out towards his bloodied...

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