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much
blood on him. It plastered his face and his clothes. There wasn’t
an inch of him that didn’t seem to be coated in it. “Don’t die on
me!”

    His hand weakly caught
hers and stopped her from patting his cheek.

    “ I’ll live for
you instead,” he croaked and frowned as he opened his eyes and
looked at her. “I’m fine... Jericho.”

    She wasn’t at all
convinced that he was fine.

    “ What about
him?” she said.

    “ It’s his
blood... a Heavy Armour... it tore him apart. He didn’t stand a
chance.” He threw an arm over his eyes and swallowed hard. His
tight voice, laden with emotion, said that he was close to tears.
It was understandable. He loved Jericho like a brother.

    A noise in the hall made
her look up, the sound of rushing feet and shouted
commands.

    “ What about
Ambra—” Her question seemed redundant when the doctors rushed past
with a hover-stretcher, Ambra running behind them. Emmanuelle
swallowed. The entire blanket covering the patient on the stretcher
had been red with blood. There’d been life support equipment
onboard.

    “ Jericho... he
tried to protect Ambra. He... don’t let him die. Do whatever you
can for him... even if it’s...” he trailed off and flexed his
cybernetic hand. “I couldn’t protect... we were separated... I was
too late. I should’ve been there. It was my fault.”

    Emmanuelle held him down
when he tried to sit up. He winced and pushed against her. She
pushed back, determined not to let him aggravate his injuries and
put his own life at risk.

    “ Calm down.
It’s not your fault, Remi,” she whispered, her hand against his
cheek. His tears dampened her fingertips and cut through the blood
on his face.

    “ Whatever it
takes...” He looked up at her, tears shining in his eyes. “Save
him.”

    Tears filled her own eyes
when she saw all the hurt in his. He and Jericho had been
inseparable since the academy. They were closer than
brothers.

    “ A normal
soldier won’t be given such treatment.” It broke her heart to tell
him that and see the realisation dawn in his eyes. Jericho would
likely die.

    He went to sit up again.
She pushed him back down. Anger flashed in his dark eyes, red with
tears.

    “ I’m a normal
soldier like him! Like all of them!” He tried to push her away but
she held him down. Her hands shook against him, trembling with fear
as his whole face darkened. “Let me go!”

    “ No!” She
pressed her hands against his shoulders and shoved him back down,
pinning him against the table. “You’re not a normal soldier. You’re
a prince, a son of Lyra. Your kingdom would do anything for
you.”

    Fear shook her when his
cybernetic hand closed tight around her wrist, making her bones
creak. He gritted his teeth and pushed her away. She stumbled
backwards and put a hand out behind her to grab the cupboards there
and stop her from hitting them.

    He was off the inspection
table before she could stop him.

    “ They’ll do
this for me then!” He limped from the room and she followed him as
he shoved people in the corridor aside and pushed
through.

    The gaps he’d made for
himself closed behind him, hindering her. Before she could reach
him, he was opening the doors to the operating theatre. She grabbed
his arm and he turned on her. In his eyes, anger overruled
pain.

    “ Leave me
alone!” He pushed her hand off him. “Let me do this.”

    She grabbed him again,
unwilling to give up that easily. She had to get him back to her
inspection table before he passed out. It had to be purely
adrenaline keeping him going now. “What are you going to
do?”

    He turned away and looked
into the operating theatre. She looked past him at the doctors and
Jericho where he lay on the table. A glance at Remi made her heart
ache. The tears trembled on the brink of falling, his face ashen
beneath the blood. The theatre lights reflected in his eyes. She
could almost see Jericho in them. She didn’t want to look at him.
There was no way