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Kain had gotten at least two men out of the building but now was feeling the intense heat and congested air affecting him. He'd moved to the rearmost of the restaurant and, unable to see anybody alive, had begun to work his way back to the front. He staggered, a sharp pain shooting through his side. The blow Goobbue had given him had broken his ribs, making it hard to breathe before one even considered the smoke sifting into his lungs. He coughed, forcing one step before the other, his thick robes now a detriment as they began to catch fire. Somewhere in the distance he heard his name and, pushing his body, he looked deep inside of himself, to training and discipline he'd received in another lifetime. One foot, then the other... one foot, then the other... He couldn't see where he was going, but directed himself towards the voice.
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