A burning mountain village had not been Ferapha’s reason for coming to the area, but now it took precedence. They darted through the burning buildings, willing their body to take on a stronger physical presence, and shoved flaming rubble and crumbling beams out of the way to help the citizens get free of danger. They didn’t know how long they were working at it, but their white coat had begun to cake with soot and ash, and there were singe marks all over the...