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... eam still hung in the air, a sound torn from somewhere primal and broken. Her legs moved before her mind could catch up, stumbling forward, arms outstretched toward the falling figure.
She caught him.
The weight of his body collapsed into her arms, warm and heavy. Her knees buckled, but she held on, lowering them both to the ground as gently as trembling hands could manage.
"Rune... Rune, no, no, no, no, no, no...." The words spilled from her lips like prayers to a god wh ...
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