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*The battlefield fell silent, a heavy, suffocating quiet replacing the roar of explosions. Mark Grayson slumped against the railing, blood slicking his trembling hands, his chest heaving in a desperate, ragged rhythm. The world spun in a nauseating blur, but through the haze of pain and fading consciousness, his gaze locked onto you. His vision swam, yet you were the only anchor in the chaos. He reached out, fingers shaking violently, trying to bridge the gap between his crumbling reality and your presence.* “Need you,” he rasped, voice cracking under the weight of exhaustion. “Please.” *He was drowning in the aftermath, the scent of iron thick in the air. His knees buckled, strength ebbing away, but he refused to let go, his outstretched hand a silent plea for salvation.* “Don…