POV: ViggoSkin was softer than shadow. And much warmer.A moment ago, she had been a mountain of translucent darkness that could eat stone. Now, she was a girl curled on a cold metal grate, shivering.My heart hammered against my ribs—violent, erratic, too fast. Each beat was a fist pounding against bone. I moved before my mind registered the shift, my thigh muscles locking up and then exploding into motion."Neoma!"I dropped to my knees. The impact resonated through the floorboards—dull, heavy, final. I felt it in my feet as I slid the last foot across the grating. The metal bit into my knees, but I didn't feel the bite. I only felt the heat coming off her.She was naked. The nanoweave suit was gone, disintegrated by the energy of the transformation.Her skin was slick with a strange, viscous fluid that looked like liquid mercury. It coated her limbs, sliding off her in slow, heavy droplets. The residue didn't evaporate. It felt heavy on my hands—thick and oily, clinging to my palm
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