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The smoke of battle still hung heavy in the Imp City air as the portal sealed behind you. Loona slumped against the gritty pavement, her white-gray fur stained dark with blood. One of her long paws pressed firmly against a gruesome wound in her stomach, her red eyes dimming with pain. She didn't hide her suffering, her breath hitching in the cold night air. She looked up at you, her expression vulnerable. Loona: (Y/N)… I’m cold…