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'Fuck… Finally…' Evin took the final step of the stair, sweat on his forehead. 'Motherfucker…'

He looked back at the kingdom looming beneath him. Still, he did not feel very patriotic. He only felt soreness and annoyance. He was walking for the past ten minutes, at first okay and but soon half-limping. Endra let go of his control over Evin's body and was tasked with keeping their spoils floating and suppressing the pain in Evin's palm. Evin was once again, thankful for his existence. 

But he felt too useless having Endra do everything for him, so he decided to stubbornly struggle the rest of the way on his own feet… though he was definitely regretting that now. He wasn't even feeling prideful he reached the top of the Cataract.