Cerridwen battled with all her might for just a pocket of air, but as the black spots obliterated her view, she knew she was losing. Her nostrils and throat burned as if she’d drunk boiling water, and clear, runny saliva trickled from her mouth. She found the remains of strength within herself to raise her head and look at the shattered wreck and the hostile, barren earth. She bored her desperate stare at the nearest person.
Antares breathed a short sigh of relief at the thought that he would get rid of the inconvenient intruder in a bit. No emotions disturbed him while he observed the Celestian girl suffocating in a polluted environment.
"Just another victim of war."
He braced himself for a run. He tensed his muscles and focused his senses on the setting, but when the choking Cerridwen groaned in distress, he turned his head.
"Debt."
He would repay it, even towards his enemies. Cerridwen had saved his life once and supplied noteworthy information in addition. He allowed himself to defocus for a few seconds. He brought out spare goggles and respirator from his belt bag.
“Wear it,” he said and threw the two items at her.
Staggering on shaky legs, Cerridwen caught them. She carried out his order even though she was bent over all the time while the pain was spreading in her chest.
As the roar of the machines approached, she turned around. Oncoming, at as high a speed as the stony ground let them, armoured vehicles bypassed a crashed ship, leaving behind a wall of dust.
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