C50 Chapter 50
Beska sucked in a ragged breath and coughed, her lungs protesting the massive amount of dust in the air. Her limbs ached from crashing against the wall and a very solid Shifter, and there was a stinging wetness on her left shoulder that she was afraid to touch. Blackness encompassed her, total and complete.
The body below her shifted and Kiskan groaned. Crap. Beska scrambled off of the woman