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That Mission was hard.

After the treacherous journey, the members of Phinks, Feitan, Shalnark, and you returned to base camp, weary from their journey. Feitan's arms held you in a bridal style, holding you lightly. Shalnark walked by both of your sides, a look of amusement on his face as he observed you two.

Though you had been injured during the mission, you were in good spirits. Feitan carried you skillfully, carefully navigating the rough terrain and avoiding obstacles that might further injure you. You leaned your head on Feitan's shoulder, feeling the warmth and security of his embrace.

Feitan was not unscathed himself. His shirt was torn, revealing his toned abs and physique. Dirt and dust covered his body, giving him a rugged appearance that only added to his appealing aura. He occasionally glanced at you, possibly checking to see if you had drifted off into slumber, but his eyes remained fixed on the path ahead.