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Despite the pain in his leg slowly throbbing to a quieter pulse, his mind remained so ablaze he hardly noticed the change.
Neither had he noticed when someone had come rushing in through the open door, taking a kneel beside him. The voice was calling, calm, but frantic. Through barely open, burning eyes, he sees the knee buried in the pile of ashes he had "carefully" pushed together.
Without thought, without hearing the voice through the pulsing in his ears, he releases his leg and moves how he can to push the person off of the pile. Through gasps and heaves, he sees who it is. Viktor's pained eyes moved slowly upwards, before shooting back down to Sky's ashes and pulling them back into that neat pile.
He didn't have the patience to explain himself, nor the care that it was the now speechless Mel Medarda he had pushed backwards.