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... is hands hung loosely and vlood trickled down the sides as he held the hilt of his chipped sword loosely. Alexander's shoulders continued to rise and fall as he breathed deeply.
Each breath he took felt like a tug from inside.
Next to him, close by, Trise was groaning against the ground, coughing up her insides mixed with blood.
Her skin was bruised, marred with cuts and ugly dark spots. Her shot black bobbed hair was a completely mess, and her eyes were vain with pain an ...
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