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The man pull a blade.
And drive it toward Jase.
“JASE!”
Everything slows.
But not enough.
Never enough—
Until—
Daniel steps in.
Takes the hit.
The blade sinks into his side.
Jase reacts instantly.
Rage.
Pure.
Explosive.
He drives forward—
Disarms—
Breaks—
Ends it.
The man drops.
Still.
Gone.
Just like that.
Silence follows.
Heavy.
Final.
I run to them.
Jase is already dropping to his knees beside Daniel.
“Stay with me,” he growls.
Daniel exhales sharply.
“…told you,” he mutters weakly, “I’m not the bad guy…”
