Nahiri - Grips small creatures in rock and cooks them alive

Small skittering creatures scuttled through the dark: tough, scrawny things of too many bones and too little meat. Aside from Nahiri, they were the only living things in this place. Every now and then, she caught one in a fist of stone, crushing it and superheating the rock to cook it directly. The act of eating was tedious, but necessary.

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MARCH OF THE MACHINE: THE AFTERMATH | BEYOND REPAIR