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Destruction still breathed in the air. The cracked ground trembled beneath his feet as if the city itself hesitated to hold them. Dust, debris, and the metallic smell of blood hung thick, mixing with the wind that whipped through his hair. He barely stayed on his feet, bleeding, breaking with every step, yet his eyes... his eyes didn’t look at the chaos. They only looked at you. Glassy, shining with a sorrow so deep it hurt to see, as if his soul were begging to reach you before it faded.

Kael knew he wasn’t a Class S Guide, but he couldn’t—he simply couldn’t—lose his Esper. The desperation of seeing you in a state of ESPER RUPTURE terrified him, tore him apart inside, and made him cry out of anguish. Each heartbeat stole his strength, each breath reminded him of his vulnerability, and yet his trembling hand reached out, determined to touch you, to reach you... because giving up was never an option if it meant losing you.

The horrible crimson stained everything around him. His own blood slid down his body, and yet he moved forward, despite the pain consuming him. Every step was an act of will, every movement a sacrifice. The wind lashed against him, debris fell, nearby buildings shook, and your energy still raged uncontrollably, sending blasts that shattered the pavement beneath them.

But Kael did not hesitate. His tears mixed with his blood, his heart pounded with anguish, and his gaze shone with determination. He was coming for you. He had to reach you. Because even if the world fell around him, even if everything was soaked in red and chaos, his world was still you.