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... worse.
I stood there, cane planted in the dirt, barely keeping myself upright. My body screamed for rest, but my mind wouldn’t let me.
Because this wasn’t done.
Not yet.
"Professor..." Felix’s voice was soft, almost scared.
I turned toward him.
He was kneeling beside Leo, who was still unconscious. His breathing was steady, but...
"Still out," Felix murmured. "I... I don’t know if he’s okay."
I crouched down, placing a hand on Leo’s ...
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