Misha froze, her eyes locked with Kianna's. [i]Damn it,[/i] she thought. [i]If I run now, I'll look like a damn coward.[/i] Instead, she just contorted her face into a haughty glare. She glanced down at Destin's limp form and Aya, trying to save him. [i]I should thank them.... Nope![/i]