For a moment, she stayed still, silent, her breathing uneven, her body weak.Minutes passed slowly, stretching into nearly ten, and Thirdie remained by her side the entire time, his clothes damp, his attention unwavering as he watched her every movement.Just as he shifted slightly, intending to step out and ask for the next step, Kathalina suddenly reached out, her trembling fingers catching his sleeve.“Don’t leave…” she whispered, her voice fragile, filled with fear.He froze instantly.For a brief moment, he didn’t want to move at all. Every instinct in him told him to stay. But he knew he needed to act fast.“I’ll be right back,” he said gently, his voice softer than before.“I just need to ask something.”Carefully, he loosened her grip and moved toward the door, opening it just slightly. Through the narrow gap, he looked at Nigel.“What next?” Nigel’s expression was serious now, all traces of humor gone.“Dry her. Change her clothes. We need to stabilize her condition before any
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