
Matahina was the one to first release the shake and with it burst disappeared returning to the calmness that was her. “We still have time till we could use the field, and I promised you a drink.†She said as she fumbled around with a pouch on her belt before procuring a flask. The flask was polished silver with a small engraving of a turtle on it. She offered it, the grin on her face turning to a friendly smile.
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