As the situation became safe, a feeling of exhaustion pressed down on his entire body. Acel exhaled a long breath and slid down against the wall. Pascal also slightly tore his clothes to stop the bleeding of his severed finger, then rummaged through his chest looking for a cigarette.
But there were no more cigarettes left. He contorted his face and spat out curses.
"Life is shit."
For a heavy smoker, cigarettes were like life itself. After going through such a big ordeal, he absolutely had to smoke one.
But there was nothing left, so there was nothing he could do. He sighed deeply and leaned against the wall.
"Are you okay?" Acel asked Saya and Celine, who were panting beside him.
Celine immediately nodded while pounding her chest with her fist.
"My magical power is depleted, but not to the point of exhaustion. I think I can walk on my own."
"That's good. How about you, Saya?"
"Yap yap yap!!"...
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