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“Who is that?” a note of panic had crept into the Hyena’s voice. “You brought another person, didn’t you?”

“Well... two people, actually.” Ishmael glanced down at the body. “I brought you something. I just wanted to help you.”

“He said you would say that.” the Hyena’s tone became accusatory.

“Who did?”

“Jackal. He said you would try to lure me away and then hurt me. I don’t want that to happen.”

“Oswin, I–“

“That’s not my name!” A shape moved from inside the cave. The Hyena stood just behind the vines, his body practically filling the entrance. His sides were heaving in anger. “I’m the Hyena!”

Ishmael flinched. His peace circle instinctively flared to life beneath his feet. His expression was pained, but whether it was from his wound or from the Hyena’s words was impossible to tell.