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With the two disposed of, Arianna turned to her rapidly reforming twin. She could hear them again. [i]Feel[/i] them again. That was good news.

There was no further exchange. No more words were spoken. The other three would catch up soon- as with anyone else within hearing range of the gunshots. So much for a quiet burial. She sighed, and her body shimmered and sank into the dirt- eventually hitting the metal of the hull.

Arianna was gone.