Moving at a full run right up until just before she reached the exit of the cave, K'aijeen slowed then, ducking her head forward and pulling the hood down over her face. She did her best to hunch without looking weak, but her thinness made her look weak no matter what she did. And she was weak. She was tired. The familiar feeling of exhaustion pulled at her. She'd rested underground for a time, but already, she was tired. Looking around outside the cave, she saw the dark canyons of Zunr'ak, braziers burning with red hellfire, but no Amal'jaa immediately in sight.
She turned towards Thal, though the cloth tied about her face concealed her expression. "Why are you carrying him? What are you doing?"
She turned towards Thal, though the cloth tied about her face concealed her expression. "Why are you carrying him? What are you doing?"
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