“This will do,” Starling said, then let the wasp land on her arm. Dusk gasped, freezing. She hadn’t. She… Starling poked the insect, and it started stinging her like crazy. Dusk scrambled back, kicking up dirt on the cavern floor. She… She… Starling was dead. Even if she hadn’t fallen yet, they’d stung her, and would lay eggs in her corpse. He put his hands to his head, disturbed by the woman’s sudden foolish… The wasp fell dead. Dropped to the soil, twitched a moment, then fell still. What? Starling eyed it, then cocked her head. “Huh. I actually feel something. Manacles cold… Slight
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