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Nasrin spun back around and, without any warning, slammed one of his hooves straight into Daim's left kneecap. Sira heard the bone crunch before Daim let out a howl of agony, falling backwards until he was lying prone across the forest floor.
“Ryshe Tal,” Daim swore, body spasming against its restraints. His face had gone completely pale and he gasped in lungfuls of air. His eyelids fluttered as he fought to stay conscious.