
❝ HEY, ❞ ANAKIN NUDGES the other Knight aside, collapsing down onto the stretcher with a groan, && then a laugh. ❝ You did well out there. I’m…sorry about your squadron leader, he died bravely. ❞ His bruised ribs creak && throb with every breath, thick with the black clouds of ash from the battle that still hang in the air. The clouds descend on them && sneak into the corners of Anakin’s eyes, making them ache. The burning, electric scent of rocket bombs heaps upon his senses, pushing his heartbeat into a sprint, pure adrenaline shaking his core. It’s the first time he’s felt alive in weeks.
❝ Did the medic get a look at you yet? ❞
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