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“What are we going to do?” I asked. I didn’t know what to do; Anakin was injured worse than we thought. But he only got really bad burns and a few other injures, no blood. It must have happened during the battle ou not that long ago.
“We’ll get him to safety,” Aayla said. “Some creature must have done this, we’ll figure it out.” I wished we had the makeshift stretcher; it would have been easier to take him to the ship. But he didn’t have it, I was sure we could make another. But we had nothing to build it with, so we lifted Anakin up and took him to the ship. par the time...