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Thrice Blessed

[Rosalynd]

Barry places a glowing hand on Evander's head. His eyes briefly glow purple through the bandages as the visual image is transmitted.

“I can see the location now well enough to get within feet of him, but I cannot bring us all through,” Evander looks exhausted, his body folded forward in an ungraceful slouch as if the effort of standing up straight is more than he can manage. As if hearing my thoughts, he unscrews the lid on a giant canteen, takes a big swig, swallows, makes a sour face as he shakes his head, and then finds the strength to stand. “Even if I were not injured and exhausted from moving people around all day, I'd have a hard time bringing through a group this size. If I don't rest soon, I won't be able to bring anyone through at all.”

“Understood,” Axel nods in confirmation. “How many can you take?

“Five, maybe six including myself,” Evander admits. “I’m sorry I cannot do more, but I want to make sure I can complete the trip safely, and if I push myself too
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