Trevor reached Shawnacy.​ "Nacy, are you...?"

​     Shawnacy rolled to her feet while at the same time holding up a hand that said, do not touch me, please. A rivulet of blood ran down her forehead. The look on Shawnacy's face told Trevor that she was furious over what had just happened. She snatched up a couple of discarded weapons, and with them she went after the remaining algrim. 

     Brock dropped back for the ground. What algrim were left formed a half assed perimeter around the portal, but the Valids came right at them, and all of a sudden the algrim didn't seem like such an "elite force" anymore so much as frightened soldiers who wished they could be anywhere else other than where they were. 

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