“Here buddy, focus on her,” Warriors murmurs, coaxing a bottle into his shaking fingers. Legend fumbles with it for a moment, gets a grip on its surface with sweaty palms.
Warriors says something else, something like breathe, bud, it’s okay I’ve got you, but it’s distant to his ears and all he can see is the translucent wings of a fairy in a bottle.
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