It's fine.

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by kuashabirpurush

by kuashabirpurush

Soren skidded to a halt in front of the gates. Gone. Everything he'd known to be true, his childhood home, everywhere he'd tripped, skipped, laughed, was debris. He couldn't think about it right now. Feverishly, he looked for Corvus.

He was kneeling down, folded in half over his stomach, almost as if he was waiting for a command. That was the position in which Corvus had passed out. The fire never reached him, but the fumes and exhaustion were enough to knock him out.

Still breathing, thank god, Soren thought. Zym giggled. He flew over and licked Corvus's arm sending a small shock of electricity through his body. With a gasp, his eyes opened.

"Soren?!"

"Corvus!" Soren yelled, giving him an indulgent hug.

"Everyone got out, I made sure of it. You shouldn't have come back, it's not safe here."

"Shush."

"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere??"

"Why are you asking ME that? You're the one who passed out!" Soren yelled, extricating himself from Corvus to scan his body and see that he was alright.

"I'm fine, I was just tired."

"Your entire left arm is covered in burn marks!"

"That's from before the spell. A burning tree branch fell on my arm but I dealt with it so it's fine."

"It doesn't look fine."

"It's fine Soren," Corvus said with vehemence. "Let's get out of here."

"Okay." With one final look back at their former home, the two set off back toward camp, Zym flying above.