"How can you still be in the mood to joke when you're in this condition?" Irena asked, a mix of distress and annoyance evident in her voice as she observed Enrique's state.
"I'm fine. I... know how I'm doing. I won't die. Those few idiots can't kill me... Didn't you see how well I defended myself? If it were someone else, they would've been beaten to death... Only I—"
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