Kai, on his knees, looked at the stone floor of the catacombs.
His left shoulder wasn't responding well.
Not broken — partially dislocated, the kind of thing that in a ring would mean the end of a fight, and in this tunnel meant adjusting.
He slammed his shoulder against the nearest wall with a sharp movement.
The sound was ugly.
The shoulder popped back into place.
Kai exhaled.
He stood up.
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[GarcíaFTW: HE RELOCATED HIS OWN SHOULDER]
[NocheEterna99: AGAINST THE WALL. WITH A SLAM. ALONE.]
[StreamerHunter: Kai has a split lip, a bruised side, and now the shoulder. And he stood up.]
[xSorinx: Eris stopped moving when she saw that.]
[Pedro_Sierra: ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ THAT'S BAKI... I MEAN KAI ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ]
[Deral_Bleattler: ←←← dislocated shoulder →→→ wall →→→ relocated →→→ standing. HE FELL AND GOT UP CALMER THAN BEFORE.]
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Eris was looking at him.
Her eyes had changed — not the dark red of professional hunger from before.
