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“Sorry for your boat, Mr. Ishmael,” Adder groans to the Allosaur. Literally every milimeter of his body hurts like hell, but he’s working through it.

“No, it’s fine. You did good out there, kid. Have this.”

Ishmael tosses Adder a bottle of rum before leaving. He takes a swig. Cinder walks up to him. “Is it better?”

Take a chance.

He swallows it. “Marginally.” Then he shakes his head. “Haha! I love it! God, it’s amazing!”

He grabs another bottle and tosses it at Wraak. They both take a sip and smile. Wraak gets absolutely shitfaced by drinking one bottle, but for he first time in his life...Adder was happy. He actually smiled. Not a slasher smile, not a pained smile, a genuine, real smile. And frankly it makes Cinder smile too.

Hours later Sun and Ishmael don’t return yet.

“So...Lecias, help me cut down these trees. We need to leave this island fast before Pernicia catches up.”