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Yeah, Jim, imagine

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa I love this so much

Out of context angst things... 👀

"We have to stop them," Aja breathed, her voice riddled with fear. "They're going to kill eachother."

"J-Jim!" Toby yelled, gripping Warhammer so tightly his knuckles turned white. "Jim stop!" He finally managed to move his legs and started sprinting down the hill towards them just as Douxie was thrown halfway across the field.

Jim had lost his sword, Excalibur embedded in the dirt a few yards away. He caught Douxie by the wrist as the wizard came at him with another spell and flipped him over his shoulder. He pressed his knee to Douxie’s chest, holding his wrist at a certain angle, kneeling on his other arm so he couldn't move. He had one of his glaives at Douxie’s throat.

"Jim!" Toby screamed. He was still running. "Jim stop, you're gonna kill him!"

But it was like Jim hadn't even heard him.

"You and I both know," Jim said lowly, breathing hard. "That you can't beat me. Why are you trying so hard to save her?"

Douxie glared at him, blood spilling down from the gash in his forehead, and from the corner of his mouth. "It's not about her, Jim." His eyes held a glassy look, and Jim realized with a punch of guilt to his gut that he probably gave Douxie a concussion. "It's about you."

"What- OOF!"

Toby tackled Jim off of Douxie and onto the ground, holding his best friend down by the shoulders. The others weren't far behind.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Claire demanded, helping Douxie sit up.

"What the fuck, Jim!" Toby screeched. "You could've killed him!"