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At the bottom of the landslide.
Ariel Morris, trapped in the waters, slightly opened her eyes. The icy rain lashed against her cheeks, her entire body soaked to the bone, making her shiver from the cold.
So cold, so cold...
The cold was bone-chilling, a freezing aura swept over her entire body, death's shadow looming so close to her.
In a daze, she heard that clear and indifferent voice calling out to her, so bewildered and helpless, shouting with all its might, startling her weary eyes that wanted to close.
Arlo... is that Arlo Seys?
At the brink of death, if she could just catch one more glimpse of that familiar silhouette, everything would truly be complete.
"Arlo----"
Ariel Morris strained to support herself, sitting up slightly, her face turning even paler with the pain in her sprained leg.
