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... think anything would.
It probably wouldn’t be of any help, either. It would most likely only be a hindrance.
But I kept moving.
“Oscar!”
“Oscar! You must leave.”
‘What am I doing?’
Even I didn’t know. As I turned my head unconsciously, I saw the people colliding with the soldiers. I saw those who were screaming and running.
Even in such a chaotic situation, the troops were still evacuating citizens.
Charlott ...
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