[Luke just lets out a quiet groan of agreement as he tries to help the best that he can. He's weak, though, and exhausted and thirsty, so he can only do so much.
Damn... He should've known something like that would happen. There's always a chance of it happening when two seventh fonists clash together - he'd just been lucky all the other times he'd fought Asch or even Van. It figures that it happened now of all times... Hopefully no one saw that light.
The thought makes him look down where his journal is kept, then let out another quiet groan of realization. Both of the journals he carried on him were probably completely soaked...]
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Damn... He should've known something like that would happen. There's always a chance of it happening when two seventh fonists clash together - he'd just been lucky all the other times he'd fought Asch or even Van. It figures that it happened now of all times... Hopefully no one saw that light.
The thought makes him look down where his journal is kept, then let out another quiet groan of realization. Both of the journals he carried on him were probably completely soaked...]