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"Heeeelllloooooo?" Beka called, her voice fragmenting and bouncing around the empty corridors of the hive, "Anyone out there? I'm in paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiinn!"
The first aid kit Rev had given her was fine for the occasional scratch and/or snakebite (Beka had given up trying to figure out what a 'snake' was and chalked it up to some other vile land creature) but what the Magog had done to her leg was not going to be fixed by some bandaids and gauze. She was now limping her way through the Magog nest, trying to find someone human.
A human who wasn't that Harth kid.
The first aid kit Rev had given her was fine for the occasional scratch and/or snakebite (Beka had given up trying to figure out what a 'snake' was and chalked it up to some other vile land creature) but what the Magog had done to her leg was not going to be fixed by some bandaids and gauze. She was now limping her way through the Magog nest, trying to find someone human.
A human who wasn't that Harth kid.