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The place they stitched Estelle up in was a cell, with a large viewing area made of tempered glass.
She was breathing with the help of a machine, but they said she was stable.
She was in a sheer gown, and you could see the bandages under her dress, holding her together.
September was watching beside me, with his hands squeezed into fists.
There was still three nurses in there, busying themselves by washing her hair, or cutting and cleaning her nails.
"Kinda crazy." September says, tapping his fingers on the metal around the tempered glass.
I look over at him. "Why's it crazy?"
"Literally an hour ago we were fighting six people with mediocre-at-best weapons, and now we're flying at 600 mph over the Pacific Ocean."
"I guess that's our new life." I say.
"Cirus is okay, she's sleeping in the sitting room."
"Good, she needs it." I say, looking back over at Estelle.
"She's gonna be okay." September says. "These are Pangaean doctors, and once we get to Taeron, they'll probably have someone heal her with their Oura konnes."
"I know." I say. "They know what they're doing."
He nods.
"Was there any casualties?" I ask.
"Wrenton." September says. "Annaliesee broke her hand, and Logan broke her nose."
"Okay." I whisper.
"I'm gonna go." September says, before walking away.
I continue my watching of the nurses, smiling softly to myself.
"We made it." I whisper to myself. "We really made it."
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Action{Book II Of Underground} With a newly found Oura konnes, Estelle is more powerful than ever. Alas, now, the only person that was there for her is dead, tragic.
