[By luck (whether it's the good or bad kind is debatable), Ventus is near the hospital when the showdown starts. The choice is a major one, but he doesn't hesitate. Like the others ahead of him, he hurries into the building, but at a much slower pace. His leg isn't much better than it was a couple nights ago, making any movement absolutely miserable; the thought of braving flights of stairs is intimidating, to say the least.
Still, he presses on -- just give him a minute, guys, he'll be right with you.]
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Still, he presses on -- just give him a minute, guys, he'll be right with you.]