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Cohen of the Rebellion - Volume 1 Chapter 18
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... my body were still rushing around.
I missed it, the best moment. There were nothing I can do.
Now I was gazing the ceiling numbly and waiting for death to come.
Flynn wiped another trace of residual blood around my mouth. Oddly enough, I couldn’t catch any signs of sadness in her eyes. There was only calm. Striking calm. Windsor was holding my hands with tears, crying. Winslet was praying silently for me with red eyes.
I couldn't feel my arm and legs, thus ...
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