Trip awoke. It was warm, dark; too warm, suddenly. He took a deep breath, stale sweat and worse filling his nostrils. He was suffocating, buried under a pile of bodies, quiet breathing all around him. He let out a howl of fear, struggling against the weight of so many people on top of him.
A chapter of Poisonroot, a fantasy novel. After the battle under the tree, Trip and Victor attend a debrief in the Mayor's office, and Victor accepts a new mission.
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