Literature
The Other Side of the City--Chapter 162
The Phoenix looked at Splinter with a hatred that filled her whole being, her body tensing on the cot, as if she were curling to strike. Then, as suddenly as it came on, it was gone, replaced by her pale brows being drawn together in confusion. She shook her head slowly, "No," she crooned. "No. That was a dream I had..." Slash cleared his voice, bringing everyone's attention to him. "We'll head out," he said slowly, his eyes filled with pity as he looked at Phoenix on the table. "But you're still hurt," Raphael said quickly, his attention not on the healer on the bed at all. "We will be fine," Rockwell said, his voice low. "It's more a hurt to our pride than anything else." The Mutanimals made their way out of The Lair, leaving an uncomfortable silence in their wake. "Mama," Aries was the first to break the quiet. "You're hurt inside of you. Can you feel it?" She looked at him, her face confused, as if she didn't understand the words he said. "You were stabbed,"
