“Stay with me,” I demanded. “I’m here. I’m getting you out. How do I release these chains?” “Run,” he rasped, terror sparking in his gaze and weaving dread into my bones. “Get out of here.” “No, I’m not leaving you,” I swore, clinging to his arms, trying to pull him from the chains and hating that I couldn’t find a way to save him. “Tell me how to break these. Is there a lock I can’t see? A key somewhere? Please, Harl. Stay awake. Tell me how to get you out.” “You can’t,” he said, his voice fading, his eyes blinking heavily. His fingers moved, trying to reach for me and I took his hand,
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