The end of the hall

The boy was lighter than he expected, his body limp and fragile in his arms. Navigating through the wreckage, Ryoshu felt a fierce protectiveness surge within him. No matter what it took, he was going to save Alan.

The room around them was a scene of devastation. Broken furniture lay strewn about, and the walls were marked with deep gashes from the teacher's sword.

The air was thick with dust and the lingering scent of blood and sweat. Ryoshu stepped carefully over the debris, each movement calculated to avoid jostling Alan too much. His muscles ached from the strain, but he pushed forward, driven by sheer willpower.

They made their way through the devastation. Ryoshu's thoughts were a whirlwind of fear and resolve. He couldn't help but think of Charlotte and how devastated she would be if anything happened to her brother. This gave him the strength to push forward, step by painstaking step, towards safety.

Seeing the large wound, Ryoshu couldn't help but blurt out, "Are you okay?"

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