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Bam was exhausted. From where Rachel was watching, hidden in the rubble, she could tell he wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer. King Jahad, on the other hand, had barely worked up a sweat. A particularly strong blow knocked Bam backward, and this time he could barely get himself up.
"Bam!" She could hear Khun scream from where he was trapped, with no way of helping his beloved.
Ah. It's time. Rachel could see that with one more hit, Bam would die.
The King raised his arm to deliver the killing blow. "Farewell, son of Arlene."
Khun screamed, and Bam flinched, only for him to realize nothing had hit him. He opened his eyes to see Jahad standing over the body of the woman that used to be his everything.
"Ra...chel?" He asked tentatively. Jahad had disappeared, nowhere to be seen.
"I'm here... Bam." The small, weak, but unmistakable voice of Rachel replied.
It was almost drowned out by the screams of his name and the sighs of relief, but it was there. Bam ran over to the rapidly cooling body.
His comrades began to free each other from the rubble, treat the wounded, and find the dead or missing. However, he paid no mind.
"Rachel? Why would you..."
"Hey Bam, can you listen to me one more time? Just this once?" Her cold hand reached up to touch his face.
Khun appeared behind him at this moment, seemingly divided between yanking her hand away and listening to what she had to say.
"Don't say that!" Bam cried. "We'll see each other at the top. We'll watch the stars you wanted to see so much!"
She wiped away his tears. "You were always a crybaby. Just listen to me, alright? I never hated you. I was jealous of your power at one point, but I never hated you. I never cared about climbing the tower. You were the light of my life too, Bam. You were, and are, my star. So just listen to me, alright? I'll tell you why I did what I did, and I'll tell you about Arlene."