Alpha Enzo
My magic had healed the wounded; why had it not breathed new life into those slain by the enemy?
Enzo’s brow pinched, and then he said, “Marla?” I frowned at him. “Marla, can you hear me?”
Surely she couldn’t. I looked around again, searching her familiar face out amongst the crowd. She wasn’t in here, and yet Enzo was talking to her in little more than a whisper. His lips didn’t even look like they were moving.
But she replied. “Enzo! It’s amazing, I’m fine! I thought I was done for, but this light covered me, golden light, and then my skin knitted back together and I felt new blood filling my veins, and now I’m fine again!”
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