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Laggy Lagiacrus
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Johns imply nodded throughout, and let no signs of any pain show In actuality, he was in agony - his insides felt as if they were on fire, and he was liable to collapse at any given moment. Jet had known this, but had said nothing - if Sen had seen John crumple to the floor like a soggy sheet of paper, there was no telling what she would do. But the fact remained that he was still in need of assistance, having expended far too much energy in his state of blind, primal rage. Blood began to trickle down the side of his mouth as he forced his body in the general direction of the medical room, each step extorting yet more energy from him. Jet seemed like he could break down at any time, but he remained stoic. John was old enough to make his own decisions, and even then, Jet's thoughts on matters like this were considered arbitrary by his owner.