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For another long moment, Troy refused to move. He couldn't muster up the strength to pull himself up, not that he really wanted to, yet. His mind was in such turmoil, he couldn't think straight anymore. What was wrong with him? What had the demon done to him, to cause such devastatingly unnatural reactions in him? He couldn't figure it out, and part of him didn't want to even try. There was that nagging possibility that what he found wouldn't be what he expected.

Finely, a little while after Aric had squeezed himself into that little rock hole, and the Dawn had begun to burn over the horizon, Troy pulled himself sitting, sparing a glance to the little cave that the Vampire had found. He didn't feel comfortable squeezing into such a small space with such a vile demon... But sitting in the open like this, in the middle of the desert, didn't seem like a good idea either. what if those heathens really where giving chase and spotted him? That would lead to some not needed trouble...

Then again, it felt like he hadn't seen the sun in ages, and just basking in the light of the dawn was almost vitalizing. With a heavy sigh, troy dropped back onto his back. "Do you think your little minions will be following us? Or will they be content sitting in their hole without you?" He was careful to keep his words polite and civil, not wanting to aggravate that curse on his arm...