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[The audio feed opens to rough, pained breathing.]
If I may inquire. [A moment, more breathing.] I...need a healer. My...will is [his words harden with the pain.] depleted. I cannot...I am...near the forest.
[A pause. More breathing.]
Be swift.
[The feed ends.]
[OOC: After this, Sephiroth went to stop her, but hesitated to strike down his friend. Let's just say the Daemonite took the opportunity.]
If I may inquire. [A moment, more breathing.] I...need a healer. My...will is [his words harden with the pain.] depleted. I cannot...I am...near the forest.
[A pause. More breathing.]
Be swift.
[The feed ends.]
[OOC: After this, Sephiroth went to stop her, but hesitated to strike down his friend. Let's just say the Daemonite took the opportunity.]