As the smell of tobacco grew fainter, Manstein's coughing gradually subsided. Although the medicine held in his mouth had a calming effect, it could do little to ease his agonizing pain.
"Let's begin," Schneider coughed a couple more times and took a deep breath.
His lungs had long been riddled with scars; his breathing sounded like a battered bellows being forced open, truly hair-raising.
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