They accelerated their steps, but Damon was heavy to carry and the feu was catching up with them.
“Damon, please, try to walk faster” Jeremy said. His neck and shoulders hurt.
“I can’t” Damon a dit weak. He braked.
“Damon, what are toi doing?” Elena sighed. Her shoulders hurt too.
“I can’t” Damon repeated. “You have to leave me here. I’m holding toi up”
“Shut up, Damon” Elena said, having no mercy. She forced him to keep walking.
“I’m going to get toi killed” Damon said.
“Well, we’ll have to die someday” Elena said, jouer la comédie careless, but she couldn’t hide...
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