Dance-off

As he managed to reach the top of the staircase, Alastair let out a moan as he plopped down on the top step.

Idiot! I don't have time to rest, what if Rachael is...!

"Alastair..." A voice groaned.

Alastair's eyes widened.

"R-Rachael...!" He cried, fumbling around.

Thank goodness...! He thought in relief.

Alastair slowly rose, knees shaking as he carefully walked over to where he had left the girl.

As he stumbled around helplessly searching for Rachael, a small hand suddenly grabbed at his ankle.

"I'm right here..." A voice called out from below.

Alastair quickly looked down to notice Rachael lying on the ground below, face down.

"R-Rachael...!" Alastair cried, dropping to his knees.

"We did it, yes?" Rachael questioned, smiling softly.

"Quit talking; you're going to use up the rest of your strength!" Alastair scolded.

"You didn't answer my question Alastair you m-meanie.

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