Bethany was still sitting on the ground, crouching, holding her pants up by the belt loops with one hand, wiping blood from her mouth with the other. She stared at the newcomer, wild-eyed, ready to lunge and knock him off-balance if he made a move.
All the while she was aware that Adriel was watching her, and he was delighted to see her enjoying the food. The gratitude she felt, he seemed to absorb it, and it made him almost glow.
Mageia Geist sat by the window, looking out over the Gathering of Yenzora, a smallish settlement located near the flowing ley lines of the Tescala-Si. Down below, she could see the spindrile Yenzors going about their tasks. There were much larger gatherings than this in her world, two that spanned entire continents, but she preferred the outer areas.