Emma struggled to get her footing as the soldiers dragged her across the runway in a hurry. Her head was pounding and her legs felt like they were jelly. Her ears continued to ring even though the emitters tearing her aura apart had been shut off. She slumped to her knees and coughed, her hands bound in front of her, tasting something metallic in her mouth. Blood.
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