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Nahi blinked. “You really, truly believe that?”

Cyra shrugged. “What the hell else is there?”

“Because why would I be a chosen one? And besides, my mom is Justicia. No one believes she would pick a chosen one.”

Heliodor Everett shrugged. “We don’t just have wings.” Estella Fay nodded, grinning. “We also have elemental powers! Hev is a fire alis, so he bends fire. I’m a light alis, ...

Heliodor Everett shrugged. “It would’ve been better had I been on my own. That way, you wouldn’t be hurt and you could escape this planet without worrying about me.”

Nahi cleared their throat. “You actually… believe me?”

Nahi shrugged. “I… I have dreams from my mother. That I’m a chosen one.” They took a step back. “Laugh if you want, I’ve heard it all before. Yes, I ...

Nahi shrugged and kicked at the ground. “Not… the ones I get.”

Cyra took a deep breath. “I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about. But look, I have the blood of magma and a diet of solely mineral water. ...

Nahi shrugged. “I told some people about them and now they think I’m delusional.”

“My skin keeps most of the heat in. And what the hell do you mean by fuel source? Like, water?”

Nahi crossed their arms. They didn’t want to see the look on Shara’s face when she started think they were crazy too. It was always a painful transition. Would Shara ...

Cyra watched the scientist, daring him to have a witty response to that. She bet he had none. Checkmate.

Nahi frowned. Shara was actually… pretty easy to talk to when she wasn’t flirting, as wrong as that statement was. “It’s not that I’m uncomfortable with you. It’s that…” They ...

“You’re wondering what kind of blood I have? I’ll let you in on a little secret.” He snorted. “It’s fucking magma.”