~Mia~“You’ll make a dead man if you keep talking.”He tries to smirk but it fails as he coughs instead, blood staining his lips. My heart clenches.“No, no, no…” I press harder, ignoring the warm stickiness under my hands. “Stay awake. Come on, Thorne.”His hand lifts weakly, fingers brushing my cheek. “You… dragged me?”“Apparently, I’m stronger than I look.”“Always knew that,” he murmurs, his voice fading.I lean closer. “Then prove you were right. Stay alive.”His eyes flutter closed.“Thorne!” I shake him, panic clawing at my throat. His pulse is faint but it’s there. I swallow hard, forcing down the rising dread.I have to protect him.I have to take him to the healers camp no matter what, even if it costs me my life. He has to receive treatment, he has to live. Staying here will only worsen his condition. I grab my sword again, the blade slick and dirty. My hands are trembling, not from fear but rage. Pure, white-hot rage.I hear something, sn
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