[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Dilloh, ♥ soul of Determination [/h2][/center][/color]

Ground crumbling around him, death approaching precariously ever closer, it was only a matter of time before Dilloh's spirit kicked into overdrive. [color=ed1c24]"rrrRRRRAAAAAAGGGHHGHGHG!"[/color] He roared, putting all of his strength into each and every tug on the one pair of pants between him and Mrs. Cassidy. It wouldn't be a surprise if the garment of clothing were torn asunder from the pressure and force being applied to it from both gravity and the children. In fact, if he had been paying attention, he would hear the faint sound of a ripping noise over the breaking floor as he pulled his teacher from certain death. Adrenaline could make him care less however, as all of his focus, all effort, his sweat and his blood, his life purpose was to pull Mrs. Cassidy up to stable ground. At risk of his life... Luckily for him, he was the only one far enough along the cliff for it to matter. He would be the only one to fall down, and it was his choice.

It was not like his life was worth much. He was always the problem child. The defective one. Destined for failure. These are just a few of the words used to explain him. He heard his parents speak them once or twice. Even his teachers couldn't hide what they truly believed about him. In fact, if he could recall correctly, Mrs. Cassidy may have been one of them. But that didn't really matter now. Right now, all that matters is saving Mrs. Cassidy. Whatever it takes, he would be the one to do it. Inhaling one more time, he readies himself for another powerful tug, and makes his desperation vocal. [color=ed1c24]"RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!"[/color]
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