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... el and sprinted back across the chamber, boots splashing through shallow water as steam continued to drift lazily overhead.
"Fritz!"
Amelia was already there, skidding to her knees beside him. She grabbed Fritz’s shoulder, then his wrist, eyes sharp and focused.
"Hey—hey, stay with us," she muttered, though his eyes were already closed.
Jay slid in a second later, hands glowing immediately as he pressed them against Fritz’s chest. The healing light flared brighter ...
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