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Gala lightly rubs his injured hand. The blood caused by Muezza's fang bite has created a wide hole, and the scratch wound can be expected to require several stitches. But he doesn't care. His eyes sharply stare at the black cat that still growls, unapproachable by anyone. Even Seth has to step back a few steps from his previous position because the cat is completely hostile.

"I don't know what happened. If you're angry at me, that's okay. I understand. But don't make a scene here. I'm waiting for Cathleen to wake up." Gala once again tries to approach. He uses his injured hand to reach Muezza's head. "I'm worried just like you."

Muezza remains silent, with eyes still sharply staring at Gala. The thick fluid drops are completely ignored by the owner of the hand. Instead, the hand is used to gently stroke its head. As if channeling the same feeling; the fear of loss. Slowly, Muezza closes its eyes and lowers its guard. It finally humbles itself. Sitting calmly enjoying Gala's strokes. B
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