Missy sniffed, then poked her head into the Vadalis enclave, pulling out unconscious bodies. The great panther had been trained by Pienna to aid those in need, and its ability to find those still alive with its broad nose was drawing exclamations of thanks and praise.
Then the wind came in from the east, and another smell crossed the panther’s nostrils. A mechanical smell. Missy snarled, and whirled around to find Pienna.
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