Clearing rubble
Together, they began clearing the rubble, piece by piece. Harold’s muscles ached from the effort, but he couldn’t afford to stop. As they made progress, they could finally see a small opening. Harold peered through the gap, spotting a man lying on the ground, covered in dust and holding his leg in agony. He was grunting but smiling, because he could now also see Jung.
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