
K'ile tried to catch the short staff, but quick movement made his head hurt and his arm just dropped weakly. Afterward, however, he followed and plucked it off the ground, stomping out the sizzling weeds among which it had fallen. "I said it was going to catch on fire. You really need to get used to that, firedancer." He turned back towards K'mih, spun the burning staff in his fingers once, and held it out to her again. "Come on."
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