[ The Sky Answers ]
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Far behind us—
The sound of metal treads moving again.
The tanks—
Came back to life.
One by one.
The barrels turned to aim once more.
At us.
All of them.
Yuna turned her head.
Her eyes changed.
No more hesitating.
No more wavering.
Tears fell.
One.
Two.
Dropping onto my face.
"Papa..."
Her voice was quiet.
"Please, hold on..."
She stood up.
Slowly.
Her hands gripping her wand.
"I will end this."
She took to the air.
Up.
Away.
And I—
Could only watch.
The sky.
Igniting with fire once again.
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The sky—
Was no longer dark.
It was bright.
Too bright.
Not from the flames.
But from Yuna.
Her small body floated.
Silent.
Motionless.
The wind stopped.
The dust hung in the air.
As if the world was waiting.
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Below—
The tanks had stopped again.
As if hesitating.
As if...
Afraid.
Yuna looked down.
Looking at her own hands.
Her hands were trembling.
"...I..."
Her voice was quiet.
Barely a whisper.
"...I don't want..."
