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The cold of the manor floor pressed against his back as Xander stirred from unconsciousness, blinking slowly against Alyhana's orb of light above him. The field of flowers was gone and with them, Elina's voice faded like an echo in the back of his mind.
"Thank you."
God, his head ached and his limb felt numb...for a few seconds, he forgot where he was.
"Xander!"
Alyhana dropped to her knees beside him, her voice shaking as both hands hovered just above his chest, she looked terrified as she was pale and wide-eyed.
"Are you okay? Can you breathe? Does anything feel broken—do you feel cursed or possessed or—?"
"I'm fine," Xander muttered, squinting up at her face.
"Your eyes went white, nerd." Iris said equally scared shitless. "White! Then you collapsed and stopped breathing, I thought this was the end of you for real."
"Iris relax," he croaked, dragging a hand over his face. "I said I'm fine."
