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    Ilya saw it coming. The defenseman skating to him, the inevitability of the hit. He prepared for it, but he didn't see the other defenseman at his back, he didn't prepare for that hit.
    His body jerked violently from the hits. At some point, his legs were in the air and his head was on the ice, and he felt it, the unnatural twist of his neck. A sharp, electric pain traveled from his spine to the rest of his body, and he knew it was bad.
    "Ilya! DON'T FUCKING MOVE!" Cliff's voice sounded too far away.
    "I gotcha you, man, don't move."His face appeared in his vision. He felt warm hands on the sides of his neck.
    "Cliff," his voice sounded wet and broken. "My neck." He could hear the commotion around him, his team fighting the defenseman, the rest of the arena screaming. He felt his body shake every time the sharp, burning pain pulsated from that point in his neck.
    "I know, man, I know." Cliff looked worried. "Wh... what do you feel?"
    "Fucking hurts," he said weakly.
    OR
    Ilya Rozanov wants a new agent.
    Yuna Hollander is the best in what she does and she has a son.
    Her son is a teacher.
    The rest is history.

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