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Elara was lost. She couldn’t help the tears that flowed continuously down her face as she held Nero against her. She didn’t know what to do. She knew she should feed him so that he could heal, but he wouldn’t really heal while the sword was still stuck in him. At the same time, she couldn’t really just pull the sword out because he would surely die before she could even feed him.   Elara stared at Nero’s face… somehow, even though his body was already drenched in his own blood, his face remained clean from it. And as he laid there in her arms, motionless, Elara could even imagine that he was just sleeping peacefully and not on the verge of dying.   No, he couldn’t die… not yet… not this way.   “My queen.”   Elara heard someone speak but she didn’t bother to loot at the speaker.

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