I managed to suck in one deep breath before the thick, metallic vapour settled itself into my lungs and nostrils, sending me doubling over in a fit of coughs. Next to me, Edored had wisely tugged the collar of his shirt over his mouth and nose, looking down at me a little crestfallen as he helplessly patted me on the back. ‘You do need to keep breathing, Emelin,’ he told me helpfully as I retched and heaved. ‘When I told you no one was dying, I didn't mean you were supposed to take on the role of—’ ‘Where are we?’ I sputtered, spitting the words out between coughs. ‘If you’re trying to drag me
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