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... he ground. The thick stench of blood spread in every direction, making me nauseous.
A bead of cold sweat slid down my cheek and dropped to the floor. I forced my trembling lips to move and called out to the one cradled in my arms.
“...Brother.”
But no answer came.
His tightly shut eyes and peaceful face would’ve made him look like he was merely asleep—if not for the blood soaking his abdomen.
I lifted my head and called out to another person who had collap ...
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