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He could hear his heart, thudding in his ears, and he could hear water dripping. The mosquitoes began to whine once more. He realized he was still holding tight to the haft of the spear, although the blade of it was buried deep within the body of the immobile Beast. He let go of it, and staggered around the beast, looking for Hunter. She was trapped beneath the Beast. It occurred to him that if he moved her, pulling her out from under it, he might cause her death, so instead he pushed, as hard as he could, against the warm dead flanks of the Beast, trying to move it. It was like trying to push-start a Sherman tank, but eventually, awkwardly, he tumbled it half-off her.
    Hunter lay on her back, staring up at the darkness above them. Her eyes were open, and unfocussed, and Richard knew, somehow, that they saw nothing at all. “Hunter?” he said.Nike Basketball Shoes ,Men Basketball Shoes, Nike Sneakers shoes
    “I’m still here, Richard Mayhew.” Her voice sounded almost detached. She made no effort to find him with her eyes, no effort to focus. “Is it dead?”
    “I think so. It’s not moving.”
    And then she laughed; it was a strange sort of laugh, as if she had just heard the funniest joke that ever the world told a hunter. And, between her spasms of laughter, and the wet, racking coughs that interrupted them, she shared the joke with him. “You killed the Beast,” she said. “So now you’re the greatest hunter in London Below. The Warrior . . . ” And then she stopped laughing. “I can’t feel my hands. Take my right hand.” Richard fumbled under the Beast’s body, and wrapped his hand around Hunter’s chill fingers. They felt so small, suddenly. “Is there still a knife in my hand?” she whispered.