Vera looked out of the shadows as she watched the battle between the Slig and the Scrab. The slig flew away, mistakenly hitting a button. She had heard about a clever scrab thet was going to be executed. She fell asleep for a while, then woke up to see two scrabs communicating. She could understand a little scrab talk, having depended on them for survival during a drought. One of the scrabs was the same one that had battled the slig. He had an injured jaw. She felt sorry for him, and slowly walked out of the shadows, crooning, "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." Her hand started to glow softly with a white light. The scrab just stared, transfixed. She laid her hand on the scrab, who jerked a little, but relaxed as he started to feel the soothing effects of the healing. Vera said softly, "There, now. That wasn't so bad, was it?"
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