No hard feelings
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The figure tried to climb on the steepest part of the hill, since the more "gentle" side of the hill maybe had one or two guards there.
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When it arrived, it tried to speak to Kieara, loud enough for her to hear, quiet enough so no possible guard could be attracted. "Kieara..." said the figure in horror.
Kieara seemed to recognize the voice: "V-va... leria?".
She had forgotten about Valeria, a friend she made long ago during their time as slaves. They found in each other relief from Diana's brutal treatment, the closest thing they both had to a family, as if they were sisters.
It had been years since Valeria had a chance to flee the town and took it, and since that moment, Kieara never met her, until her last moments.
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"I'm so sorry... I can still save you... let me just find a way to... uhh... maybe if I climb... or find a rope or...".
Valeria was desperate to find a way to save her friend, she thought this was the last chance, but she was helpless, as her friend was about to die in front of her.
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While Kieara still showed signs of pain, these were weakening more and more, anyone could see that her strength was abandoning her body.
"I'm so sorry, I... I was on the crowd, and I did nothing, I was afraid and... it's my fault...".
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Seeing her friend overwhelmed by guilt and powerlessness, Kieara took her few remaining forces to speak, in a really shaky and fading voice.
"N-no... gr... grud-ge, not... your... f-fault".
Then she prepared for what she knew would be her last words.