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♜ Sekai ♖
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Sekai cursed, constantly. He had managed to pull his leg out from under the large piece of cement ceiling. How, he wasn't totally sure, but had managed. He couldn't stand, which angered him incredibly. He then heard footsteps, which sounded quite near. He lifted his head slowly, only to smirk. "Well, Well, Well!" He shouted, utter frustration evident in his tone. "Look who decided to show up! Perfect timing Shohei. Perfect, freakin, timing." He reached out towards the wall, in an attempt to push himself up.
He collapsed. "Assistance?" He questioned, letting out a chuckle. He sighed, turning his head away. "Yes. I want you to alert the rest of the soldiers to remove any of the dead from the building. A team of them also needs to work on repairing the building. I won't live in shambles. Not me." He brushed his snow blonde hair out of his eyes, gazing up at Shohei. "I need to work on repairing my leg. I need to recharge. I need to sleep and enter my contractor's realm." He muttered.
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