I slash at a group of fairies, killing them. I ignore the sharp pains in my lower belly, this baby isn't going to be born unless I want it to. But as the battle progressed, I realized the baby is coming soon, and I need to tend to my wound. I find a trench to rest in. Shedding the armor around my belly, I know it's not a smart choice but my wound is there I need access to it. I am struggling, but I see you and call out to you. Scarlett: I'm here!
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