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End of The World, II

Set quickly made it back to the cave, laying her down on the ground inside. He wanted to scream. He wanted to bite something. He wanted to destroy the entire world; his mate was dying. His perfect spouse. The woman who decided against all odds to live in a dark cave in the woods and didn't even dream of leaving it.

"Shit" he barked out loud, lightly smacking the side of her dirt stained face as she had fallen out of consciousness again. Shuule sputtered twice as Set frantically filed through his Legacies. Nothing prepared him for this. Death was everywhere. Nobody had fixed something like this before. Spiraling into despair, ready to give up and cradle her in death, Shuule spoke.

"You have to stop it. Tie it off."

Without hesitation, Set pulled out the remainder of his snakeskin, zipping off a strip of it and wrapping it around Shuule's shoulder.

"Tighter," she gasped.

"You'll lose the arm" Set hissed, but did as instructed.

"I'll lose the arm anyway," she sobbed. She knew it was usel
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