“No one else is coming,” he said in a flat voice. Misaki felt the whole world gray. The maddened energy that had kept her moving stilled. “What?” “When I left the line, my brother and son were the only fighters left alive. There were still over a hundred Ranganese advancing on their position. No one else is coming.” All the strength went out of Misaki’s limbs. “No… no…” Hyori’s voice started as a low methodical moan that rose in pitch until it was a shriek. “No, that can’t be right! That can’t be right!” “You should be proud, Yukino-san.” Takeru looked down at the wrecked woman. “He died with
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