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... ing under Bian’s weight. The prince hung limp in his arms, unconscious again, his skeletal left arm wrapped in a strip of Dican’s own torn jacket to protect it from jostling. Behind him, the old man stumbled through the smoke-filled corridor, carrying little Quangya—his wiry arms locked protectively around the boy’s small frame. Quangya clung to him tightly, silent, his eyes wide with terror but dry. He hadn’t made a sound since they left the vent. He was too stunned for crying.
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