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	The sounds were deafening.

	The explosions burned.

	Burned like hell fire.

	X-Z was having a very hard time keeping Clay together and surviving herself. The sounds made her want to go to the nearest hole and burrow deep underground, but what really got her was the heat of the blasts. Her ooze like flesh burned and weakened, but she ignored the pain by feeding off the Were's burst of hormones. She held on, letting parts of her separate and burn if necessary, but she cared not.
	She would survive. And so will her host.


	When all was semi-still, X-Z slid off of Clay and formed her usual self. But there were burns that deteriorated her structure. She had visible ribs of goo, her arms looking as if they belonged to a burnt zombie, and her head and tendrils clipped. She rested one hand on her chest. [color=92278f]"Why..."[/color]
	She attempted to get up, forcing herself to form legs in order for more stability. [color=92278f]"Owy...owy...owww!"[/color] she whispered in pain. She held herself and grabbed Clay's leg. She dragged him away from any fires as quick as possible. Then she went over to Evelyn and dragged her to a safer spot as well. Then she fell onto her knees by the two. [color=92278f]"I'm sorry...please leave a message...after the...beep...Riiiinnggg...Ow."[/color]