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Nadiya wrapped her arms around the dragon, doing her best to position herself protectively in front of the obviously upset girl even as she looked at Anton with anger.

Akhira felt the increasing growl begin to be directed at the Insect once draped all over her. Her skin felt itchy, heavy from the contact with such a lowly creature. "Force-feeding her should have been a last resort! H-h-how could you have them treat her so roughly? She's probably just scared!" What a stupid little Insect.

Defeat made her shoulders feel heavy, as if someone had just literally threw tons of chains onto her and dumped her in the sea. She was sinking into the insufferable darkness, away from the light. She hung her head, and in a manor befitting a tired beast shoved the Insect away slowly. At the same time she was inching away, with her face pointed away from Anton and the nurses. "It's only a natural course for them to do so. Besides, it wasn't the eating so fast that made me empty my stomach. I've just... always been sickly."

The words she had never spoken aloud to Blackfire, nearly made the tears fall from her eyes and it was only her desperate pride that kept her from crying here. That's right. I've always been sickly... A sickly dragon. What a pity. Akhira was unknowingly sucking the heat out of the room, creating a cold atmosphere near her. "If you were smart, you also wouldn't anger a Ut'zel but I guess an Insect like you wouldn't know what they are."

Her heart wasn't in the insult, but it was just natural for her to speak barbed words.