“ahhhhh” Machari let out a strained groan. Did I. . . black out?” She found herself being dragged by the flaming knight, but she had no recollection of how it had happened. I must’ve. . . Weakly, she tried to move, to call out to the man that she wasn’t dead. “I’m— I’m alive.” She could barely muster the words. The whole situation— and the snippets of conversation that she heard from the two men— terrified her. She wondered if it was possible to die of fright.