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... > He was waiting. He was holding on.
Thirty.
She couldn’t imagine a world where he died.
So she had to go help. She had to help.
She couldn’t let him die. No matter what.
No matter what…!
"...Ah."
Her head fell, slamming into the ground for a moment. Dirt and dust filled her mouth.
She coughed violently, spitting out a mixture of blood and saliva onto the ground.
She needed to stand.
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