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Dervish nods slowly, then frowns at something behind me. "What's that?" he wheezes.
My head shoots round and I scan the surrounding area for danger. But I can't see anything except dry earth and rocks. "There's nothing-" I begin, then stop. Dervish's eyes have glazed over. He's not breathing. His face is calm.
I tremble and reach out to close his eyelids, blinking back tears. My fingers are just a few centimetres from his eyes when... snap! Dervish's teeth clamp together and he bites the tip of my index finger.
"Hellfire!" I roar, toppling backwards, heart racing.
"Your face," Dervish snickers - always the bloody joker!
Dervish er så genial :3 Han er yndlingskarakteren min.