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[b]He remains like this, his breathing slowing down.[/b] [spoiler]He won't die, just wait, you'll see.[/spoiler]
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"Speak to me..."
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[b]He is cold to the touch and an icy mist begins flowing out of his mouth.[/b]
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"Please..."
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[b]The mist flows into the air, his eyes return to an icy blue color and not glowing, his bleeding stump has stopped bleeding. He coughs, some last bits of the mist coming out as he coughs. He looks Cyra In the eyes, staring deeply into them.[/b] "H-hi..."
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[b]She hugs him, tighter than ever[/b] "Thank god you're alive."
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"I-I'm alive." [b]He says in disbelief as he looks at his stump of an arm. He hugs Cyra back, his face and head resting on her chest.[/b]
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[b]She buries her head in his shoulder and weeps[/b]
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"It's ok, it's all over now...no more." [b]He says caressing her hair.[/b]
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"Thank god."
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[b]He hugs her tightly.[/b]
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"I was scared..."
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"I was too, but with you, i don't need to be scared."
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"I was scared because I thought I'd be without you."
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"I wouldn't want to be without you."
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"Neither would i"
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[b]He hugs her, squeezing tightly, tears well in his eyes.[/b] "I don't ever want to be without you."
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"I couldn't imagine a world like it."