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He managed to get her attention with his last words.
She took one final look at the bomb in her hands—then let it fall into the Abyss.
She stayed still, eyes closed, pain etched across her face. And then… she felt a pair of arms around her.
Ekko was never that bold, she thought for a moment.
He slowly pulled her away from the ledge, step by step, until she was safe.
She didn’t resist. She was tired. So tired.
The tears had long since dried. Now there was only numbness.
Her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed onto her side—motionless. Unfazed.
Ekko watched, heart torn in two.
The girl he had loved. Then hated. Then realized he loved again.
The girl who brought chaos wherever she went, who had killed so many of his people…
…now lay there like a ghost, after trying to end it all.
It was tearing him apart.
He stepped closer, his movements slow and quiet, and lowered himself to the ground beside her. The cold floor bit through his clothes, but he didn’t care.
She wasn’t even looking at him. Her eyes stared off into nothing.
“Jinx,” he whispered.
No reaction.
“Wanna come somewhere with me?”
His voice was soft. Careful.
“I promise you’ll be in good hands.”
Still no response.
The only sign that she was alive was the slow, steady rise and fall of her chest.
He inched a little closer. Raised a hand to her cheek—but hesitated.
When he finally touched her, it was gentle. Barely a brush.
“Come on,” he murmured. “Let’s go.”
And then… her eyes moved.
She looked at him.
He rose to his feet and carefully gathered her into his arms.
She was so light. She hung like a rag doll, limp in his hold.
He turned and walked out of her hideout, heading toward the one place he knew best.
The Firelights would be furious when they saw her.
But he didn’t care.
He only had one thought in his mind:
Take care of her.
After a long walk, he reached the base.
He knocked on the heavy metal door.
Took a deep breath.
And waited for what was coming next.