"Blythe, we all had a meeting, a vote before this sh.it went down," I said. "They knew the dangers. Just like they know the dangers of any run they go on. It's part of our life. Every single member understands that. They died for their family, they died heroes in our eyes."
"How many?" She mumbled, wiping her cheeks.
"Five," I replied softly, wondering if I should even be telling her, but I guess she'd find out eventually anyway. "Not sure who though. We were... obviously all a bit scrambled."
All Bly did was nod in return. She kept her eyes on Evander. He didn't move at all. There was more color in his cheeks than when we first brought him here at least. The steady sound of the heart monitor put me at ease. He might not be awake, but for now, he's fighting through.
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