[ One of them approaches. A cold shiver runs down his spine. Too close. He tries to find the right words to make his love see, but his throat closes up dry. Remember last time? Too little, too late.
Cullen squeezes Garrett's hand once, then lets go. ]
Forgive me.
[ He draws his sword in the blink of an eye, and runs it straight through the creature's chest. ]
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[ One of them approaches. A cold shiver runs down his spine. Too close. He tries to find the right words to make his love see, but his throat closes up dry. Remember last time? Too little, too late.
Cullen squeezes Garrett's hand once, then lets go. ]
Forgive me.
[ He draws his sword in the blink of an eye, and runs it straight through the creature's chest. ]