null.

[aus_ruinen]

[Audio; German]

[clearly a bit away from the recorder]

Goddamn whoever's kidnapped me! I can't be here! The battle, they fucking need me! They need me to fight with them! I'm their spirit! They can't--!

[Old Prussian; the Baltic countries might be able to pick out some words]

But it's stopped hurting, it's not hurting, it's not, it's...

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[maztrusis]

I-I-It's you...!

[aus_ruinen]

Damn right!

You ready to surrender yet, pagan scum?

[maztrusis]

...no...!

C-Can't... this wait until we, you know... f-figure out where we are...?

[aus_ruinen]

Fuck no. Not letting the battle stop just for that.

[maztrusis]

C... C-Can I at least get a running start...?

[aus_ruinen]

Fine.

Get running.

[maztrusis]

Count to... u-um... t-twenty, please, then chase after me...?

[And he's off!]

[aus_ruinen]

[and follows soon enough!]

[maztrusis]

[Running, screaming, and sobbing as per this icon. He has no idea where he's going, other than knowing he does not want to be conquered at all.]

K-Kāds... palīdzi man... l-lūdzu!!

[aus_ruinen]

You deserve this, paga--

[and drops to his knees, eyes wide]

[maztrusis]

[Little feet running soon halt when the other's voice stops abruptly. Still with tears in his eyes he turns and looks at his pursuer.]

Prūsija...?

[It could be a trick so he stays at a distance.]

[aus_ruinen]

[In Old Prussian, panicked]

R-run, run, I d-don't wanna fight, I don't want to!

[maztrusis]

[Latvia shakes, taking a small step forward.]

P... P-Prūsija...

[aus_ruinen]

RUN!

[maztrusis]

[He stands for a single moment before darting off, crying all the way. NOw he was scared for a whole new reason.]

[aus_ruinen]

[and he collapses on the sidewalk]