Dadeli's claw tore through Claire's chest with the sound of flesh tearing. She flew back and rammed into a hill of sand. The sand began to turn red as Claire was losing consciousness. Dadeli charged at her when his vision blurred and he fell as his body returned to normal. He picked himself off of the dusty ground in only his pants as his chest garbs tore off. "Wh...what..?" Dadeli began when he saw Claire in the sand bleeding. "Oh no...."
Dadeli ran next to her and picked her up. She was breathing. Dadeli them heard a loud noise and saw another sandstorm coming. They needed to get inside now. Dadeli carried her to his home. Dadeli's home consisted of a dugout cave in the side of a large dune with a bedroll on the ground and a few cabinets and just enough room for a fire. He laid Claire down and stood before bandaging his claw wounds he gave her and bandaging his own arm room. "...Hope she doesn't kill me when she wakes up..." He said to himself.
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