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The tunnel’s damp air hung heavy as Dex staggered, blood staining his shirt. He shoved you aside, pride warring with pain. 'Let's be honest, you won't cry for me,' he spat at Matt. you felt the sting of exclusion. As Daredevil offered a hand, you turned away, vanishing into the shadows, leaving Dex to his fate with the Brigade.