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As the leather tore into my flesh, I shut my eyes, but fortunately refrained from crying out. Wet trickled down my spine, and my skin pricked where it’d been scourged. I hadn’t made a coward of myself, and it was over. For now.
When I looked at Eryx, he gave a swift nod of his head. His eyes appeared pained, though, as if seeing me hurt had the same impact on him as it did with me upon seeing him.
