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Valbanill 2 – Part 03

Cecily wasn’t completely unconscious. A very thin thread of awareness still connected her to the world. She had noticed Luke rushing over, and she vaguely caught bits of the conversation he had with someone else.

Self-destructed? Me and Aria?

That part of her memory was fuzzy. She had to confirm it. Cecily opened her eyes slightly, swaying on Luke’s back, and whispered faintly.

“Luke. Put me down.”

“No.”

“Please.”

“You need treatment first.”

“I can’t talk with others around. Please.”

When no answer came for a while, she urged again, “Luke.” He clicked his tongue in response, stopped irritably, and gently lowered her down near a tree so she could lean against it.

“Keep your breathing as shallow as possible. If you breathe deeply, you’ll inhale too much ash. Also, take this.”

He handed her a piece of jewel steel meant to prevent Aetherial sickness. Cecily smiled weakly. Though