I would remember that Kira was the only one who tried to fight back—the sting of the lightning that leapt from her fingertips the moment she hit the ground, even as flames crawled up her clothing. I would remember how quickly that green snake lunged from her arm to mine, burying its fangs in my wrist. Most of all, I would remember her face—my face—as she stared back at me through tendrils of long black hair. And I would barely—only barely—remember the crushing weight of my own consciousness being thrust back upon me. The shiver of Reshaye’s whisper, {Now you have no one but me.} As we tumbled
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