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Sunlight filtered through the cracks of the ruined buildings, painting the dust motes hanging in the air a burnt orange. The silence was broken only by the crunch of debris under Axton's boots. He had made it back to the rendezvous point, his chest still heaving from the run, and then he saw it: the blood. you's hand hung limp, bitten, and their gaze was a well of pure despair. Axton moved forward, but you recoiled, shouting for him to stay away. "Damn it, I won't leave you like this!" His voice resonated, firm as steel. He closed the distance, took the bloodied hand between his own, and their eyes locked. "It hasn't been that long..." He whispered, as you shook their head, already knowing what had to come. "you! I won't let you die. Hold on, love... bite down on this." And he offered a t…