He was coughing once he hit the ground, gasping for air that was sorely needed. That man had lifted him like it was nothing...
His gaze slowly lifted to Buffy as his hand went to his burning throat. "What the Hell, Summers? What..." He rasped out before another round of coughing overtook words.
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His gaze slowly lifted to Buffy as his hand went to his burning throat. "What the Hell, Summers? What..." He rasped out before another round of coughing overtook words.