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Jep waved her over to where Brom laid, beaten and battered. "Help me get him in," he said, taking him under the arms.
 
Al'ika nodded and helped get Brom in. "Go wake up Issak, he has the salves and potions," she whispered. "Brom, can you hear me? It's Al'ika."
 
Brom rolled over slowly and opened his eyes as much as he could through the bruises. "I hear you," he said faintly.
 
Brom tried to sit up but couldn't. He flopped back to the ground and said, "I couldn't stop them, they have Isep."
 
"This morning," he said. "They hit us early and hard. They had some kind of magic to make them move quicker."
 
Al'ika nodded. "Flish, do we have some food?" she asked quietly. She stroked Brom's hair. "You fought hard," she noted.
 
Flish got him jerky and beer, and he ate it hungrily. "Thanks, but it wasn't enough," he said solemnly.
 
Al'ika gave a small smile. "Sure feels like it, doesn't it," she commented. "Rest, sleep. You need it," she said.
 
"I'm fine," Al'ika said, a little snippy. She began playing with her fireball again, the simple act soothing her.
 
"You're not, and denying it could put us all in danger. I know you hate looking weak, but we can't help if you don't talk," he scolded.
 
Al'ika stood up and stormed to the back of the cave, concealing herself behind a boulder within, and continued to play with her fireball.
 
Issak remained in the cave and waited for her to come back in. He wasn't going to let it rest since it was so serious.
 
Al'ika remained hidden because she was upset at Issak, and didn't want to talk. She wanted to calm down before she did anything stupid.
 
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