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The Empire of Reimia (3)

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- W...we...won... - Latro croaked, covered in paintball from the competition, using one hand to push himself to his bed on a wheeled chair, and the other to hold up a tripod with an IV drip. - We...we...won...
He coughed – he had spent a lot of energy getting to the bed in the other ward.
- I...took...out...three... Before...something...hit me...from...the air... I think...they'll give me...a badge...
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.