"You better be saying the truth." The other Hordes bellowed in an angry chorus. "Losing Phaso was terrible, but we won't hesitate to kill you if you turn out to be as rotten as Phaso was."
"Are you alright, Solus?" Loma extended a tendril of spores to heal her with Invigoration, but she jumped back as if it were a live wire.
"Yes, thank you. I'm peachy." She bowed deeply, hoping the orange Horde wouldn't mind her apparently rude reaction.
'I'm sorry, I can't risk you noticing my mana core is cracked or the fact that my energy signature is identical to Lith's.' She actually thought.
"Are you sure?" Loma asked. "You look… rough."
"Nothing that a warm bath and a few breaths of Invigoration can't fix." Solus smiled nervously.
