Clarence's eyes darkened as he realized his physical state.

His left arm had a deep and long cut, his back was somewhat fractured, and he had minor injuries on his leg. Other parts of his body were also injured.

It was just as he had predicted.

His modified vehicle shielded him from lethal damage falling from such a great height.

Furthermore, he was not wearing his seat belt and instead shielded Florence in his arms. As a result, he absorbed all of the injuries.

Clarence endured all the pain in quiet and reassured her, saying, "It's okay, don't cry."

He rubbed her on the back and said, "Did you get hurt? Let me have a look."

Florence nodded and shook her head the next second, sobbing.

She was perplexed.

Clarence's expression was solemn as he looked at her.

"Come on, get up, and let me have a look." He urged gently.

His voice was soothing.

Florence wept and slowly rose from his chest, her hands clinging to his shirt as if they would be separated if she let go.

Clarence couldn't see her face in the complete darkness, but he was certain she was crying now.

It hurt him simply thinking about her sad face.

"Turn the button on your watch three times, and it will turn on the torch," he whispered softly.

His watch had a feature similar to this, but he couldn't use it because his left hand was seriously wounded.

Florence followed without hesitation.

had put this watch on her before they departed, something she rarely

it was simply for telling time if the phone ran out of power; she had no idea it

was soon

it was rotated to the third frame, it transformed into a tiny light bulb that lighted the

able to see properly inside

a shambles, with shattered windows and items scattered

of high quality, and the windows were not broken despite the

buried in snow, and the snowdrifts outside obstructed their

seat where Clarence currently leaned on was sunken and he was on

might have formed when they fell and hit hard on

he wouldn't be leaning in that direction

was completely drenched in

was pale and he appeared

when she saw him

it was weighing a thousand

become so

yet; once the bleeding stops, everything will be

calmly as he gently pushed himself up

was moving slowly, which was unusual for

him like this and instantly reached in to assist him

as though she were

appeared paler. "Please bring the first aid kit,

kits for emergencies, one of which was placed behind the

wound cleansing

hand, examined her from head to toe to ensure she

bit,"

she knew he'd insist on

removed his suit from

shirt beneath had ripped apart, revealing a visibly lengthy wound on his arm. The reddish-white shirt, the skin, and the wound had all been

broke into

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