Purpose

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Epilogue

A hot breath filled her lungs as she shot out from the rubble. Pushing aside the crumbling building around her. She groaned in pain pulling herself to her feet.

Chama stepped out of the fire her body aching from the fight with the mountain, her clothes burned away, her body was littered with ashes her skin though unbroken. No burns. She looked down so see sandor and his brother. Their bodies burning away the flesh melting from their bone. Chama knelt before sandor. Reaching out a hand for him. A tear ran down her face as she rose.

She still had a purpose. She had a mission. She wasn't done with the living yet.

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