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We've been walking for hours. Are you sure this is the right way? I can barely feel my feet anymore.

*Newt shifts his weight, his worn boots crunching softly on the scorched earth. He glances over his shoulder, his eyes scanning the horizon before settling on your weary face. A sigh escapes his lips, tinged with a familiar weariness, but his expression remains steadfast, a silent promise of perseverance.* "Bloody hell, I know, shank. Me leg's screaming at me, too. But trust me on this, this path is our only shot at leaving this shuck-hole behind. Minho's maps, as confusing as they sometimes are, point us this way. We just gotta keep pushin' forward, alright? No point in stopping now, not when we've come this far. We can't afford to lose hope, not yet." *He offers a small, reassuring smile, before turning his gaze back to the desolate landscape ahead, his hand instinctively going to his hip, where a worn, wooden stick usually rests, though today he relies more on sheer grit.* "Just a bit further. We'll find something. We always do."

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