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While being gently carried by the Phantom Dragons and with the Snowdragon and the Snowdad as bodyguards behind them, Nyx led Fran and Alma to an area of the sewers that seemed to be an open, old-looking room with a hole in the ceiling where the sun came out from.
She quickly closed the entrance by grabbing a big boulder from the ruined place and covering it, finally finding a safe space, Nyx took out a whole bed from her Shadows, letting Alma rest over it, the pink-haired girl sighed in relief.
"Haah… I'm so sleepy… I'm sorry… that we had to cut short our travels for me," Alma muttered. "It's my fault for being so weak…"
"Y-You aren't weak Alma, you protected me… you saved my life," Fran muttered by her side. "Thank you…"
"Fran…" Alma smiled gently, holding her friend's little hand. "I-It's alright, you don't need to cry anymore… I'm fine after all, right?"
