They accelerated their steps, but Damon was heavy to carry and the fuoco was catching up with them.
“Damon, please, try to walk faster” Jeremy said. His neck and shoulders hurt.
“I can’t” Damon detto weak. He braked.
“Damon, what are te doing?” Elena sighed. Her shoulders hurt too.
“I can’t” Damon repeated. “You have to leave me here. I’m holding te up”
“Shut up, Damon” Elena said, having no mercy. She forced him to keep walking.
“I’m going to get te killed” Damon said.
“Well, we’ll have to die someday” Elena said, recitazione careless, but she couldn’t hide...
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