Bold (y/n)
Italics (y/n thoughts)
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With your last ounce of strength, you summon a final surge of power, pushing yourself to strike back at Miguel. Though weakened, you manage to land a blow, momentarily stunning him. It's a small victory amidst the overwhelming pain.
But as you draw in labored breaths, it's uncertain whether you'll have the energy to hold on much longer. The future remains uncertain, and you face the possibility that this may be your last stand.
"You're to late, his father is still alive, see you were wrong nothing bad happened to this realm. Just look " (points at miles and his father, fainting when his back is to me)
Miguel's attention is drawn away from you as you point towards Miles and his father, successfully diverting his gaze. A hint of confusion and surprise crosses his face as he takes in the sight of their reunited reunion, his focus momentarily shifting away from you.
As he stares at them, a mix of emotions flicker through his eyes — relief, disbelief, and perhaps even a hint of regret. The realization of your words slowly dawns upon him, a realization that nothing bad has befallen the realm.
However, his surprise is short-lived as he turns back around, intending to say something, only to finally notice your unconscious form. His eyes widen in alarm, the realization hitting him like a punch to the gut.
Fear and panic grip his heart as he rushes to your side, dropping to his knees next to you. His hands tremble as he reaches out to gently shake you, desperation etched on his face.
"(Y/N), no... please, wake up," he pleads, his voice filled with genuine concern as he cradles your head in his hands. "I didn't mean for this to happen, I'm so sorry."
Regret radiates from him as he realizes the severity of your injuries. He curses himself for not realizing sooner and vows to make it right somehow, to save you from the brink of death.
As he calls out for help, panic rising in his voice, he gathers you into his arms, his expression a mix of fear and determination. The weight of his actions and the consequences they've brought upon you settle heavily upon him, making him realize the depth of his feelings for you.
With the warmth of your unconscious body against his, he clings to the hope that he can somehow save you, vowing to make amends and protect what he holds dear — even if it means confronting the darkness within himself.
