Nikki was next. She handled the other things beautifully, but this was different. It wasn’t the illusion of pain. It wasn’t a mind trick. This was real. Except Nikki didn't respond. At all. I thought it had ended somehow, sparing her, until Ayla’s ankle cracked. My eyes widened in shock. Nikki’s fingers and toes were all in place. Her wrist wasn't hanging at an odd angle like Niall’s. Her legs were straight. There was no blood. It was only by staring at her for several seconds that I noticed her breathing had become labored. Her injury was internal. They’d snapped something we couldn’t see,
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