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Chapter Thirty-Five ▏The Plan
“Alistair!”
His name escapes my lips as I rush to catch him, but gravity gets there ahead of me. He’s splayed on the ground, his eyes shut but his mouth slightly agape, the red gash on his chest still soaking his shirt with blood. The sight of it makes my stomach turn, not out of disgust but of pure, cold fear that engulfs my body in one go.
I get to him a millisecond too late, and when I’m finally kneeling by his body, my brain freezes up. What am I supposed to do now? Will I worsen his bleeding if I move him even a little?
“Please help him.” I turn to Briar, but he’s already on his way.
On the other side of Alistair, Briar kneels, quickly taking Alistair’s arm and draping it around his shoulders. Then, in one go, Briar lifts him up. “Take his other side, Lora. We’re close to the camp anyway.”
He’s right. We are close, but every step carrying Alistair’s limp body is complete and utter mental torture. It feels like the camp is still a long way
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