until their dying breath
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     They had gone maybe a third of the way now. Ahren didn’t know anymore. He kept staring at the road ahead of him and his feet, conscious of his breathing shortening and his heart pounding. Between the overexertion and his bad lungs, he would be lucky if they made it back to Esper Hollow in one piece. It was Laruku who seemed to sense this, and Ahren nodded. “I’m okay,” he lied, panting heavily. Of all the things he did not want to do, stopping was one of them. If he stopped now, he would lose time. Time was the only thing keeping the infected males alive.






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