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... ring at nothing, his face devoid of life. The remnants of dried tears clung to his skin, and his black top was soaked in what looked like blood—stiff in some places, damp in others. It clung to his frame like a second skin, reeking of iron and smoke. But he didn't move. Didn't react. He just sat there.
Around him, three others were caught in restless motion. Unlike him, they couldn't sit still. They paced back and forth, their breaths uneven, their clothes just as bloodstained. But where ...
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