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★ ⋆ 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 ⋆ ★
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★ ⋆ ━━ "Ugh. This hangover." Johnny wakes up with his head pounding massively. He observes what is present in front of him but doesn't fully process it. His memory quickly comes back, and his thoughts waver in fear. He frantically looks around and sees Kenshi in a slump state, with his now empty eye sockets. The blood dried up around them. The sight is revolting, how he wished he would have done something. "Kenshi!" He shouts in concern.
Getting up from his current position, he swiftly makes his way to him. Placing a hand on top of Kenshi's wrist that lays dormant on his knee. Putting his other on top of Kenshi's shoulder. "Goddammit," Johnny mutters with anger. "How bad's the pain?"
"Excruciating." Kenshi says, with no verbal evidence of his physical pain. It sounds flat, as if he were done fighting. Physically and mentally.
Johnny then looks around to find Kung Lao and Braka only. Jessie is nowhere to be seen. He gulps in fear and turns back to Kenshi. "Where's Jessie?"
