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TAYLOR STUMBLED out of the hole that had been created to get them out, her legs wobbling and her arm burning in pain. She leaned against Octavia for support, who was waiting there to receive all of the survivors.
"Thank you," she breathed and Octavia nodded, tightening her grip in reassurance. "Everyone else is out?"
Octavia nodded in response and Taylor was able to rest a little easier knowing that Kane, Abby, and her mother would be okay.
Standing on her own, she hobbled out of the hole that had been created and looked at the wreckage around her.
Where a village had proudly stood, it was nothing but ash and suffering. Mount Weather had done this. And Clarke knew. The screams of people rang out and many were helping tend to the injured.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a collapsed building where a stream of loud bickering could be heard. When she limped closer, she found that Myers was trapped against a wall, Dria cursing in her language at him, unable to move as a result of the rubble.
Taylor shifted the rock as best she could with her injured arm and called their attention to her. "Oh thank god," Myers exasperated, accepting the help with little hesitation. He exited the building and disappeared just as fast, and Taylor held out her hand for Dria to grab.
She accepted it, and once she was out of the building, immediately spat at Taylor's feet. Pushing past her aggressively, she met the Commander at the peak of the hole where Taylor had climbed out of. Lexa. The Commander.
Clarke stood beside her, both relatively unscathed. It made Taylor stop in her tracks. She hobbled over to the other side, where she could see the both of them clearly.
She made eye contact with Clarke across the ditch, genuinely hurt when she saw her. Clarke stared back blankly as the crowd began to chant their word for Commander. Heda.
All of that blind faith, when they had all the power in the world to prevent this.
"What happened here will not stand," Lexa announced, voice steady and head held high. "The Mountain Men will fall. The dead will be avenged!"
The crowd cheered along violently.
"Enough! That's enough!" Abby yelled over the chants. "There are still others in the wreckage. We heard them. Go to work!"
Everyone scrambled, the reality of the situation setting in with her words. Taylor made her way over to where Clarke stood, walking away from a conversation with Octavia and Abby not to far away, tending to Myers and her mother.
