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I was such a Paragon!
Glaz looked at his severed arm blankly, the sound around him blurred as he stared. However a sharp tug on his good arm pushed him out of it and he began to retreat with the others. As he ran he applied his jacket over his wound, a large red stain glowing because of it. If he didn't get it wrapped he would die as he quickly made his way away from the infected.