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... y grip tight on the hilt of my sword and stance as tense as it’d been the moment Isobel had attacked me. I glanced down at myself. My armor was chipped, the leather cloth beneath it sliced and crusted with blood, and my head was still aching. But... I was standing. More than that, the pain from my wounds seemed to subside at an unnatural rate. It was slow at first, a warm surge, rushing through me from nowhere. It started in my core and spread out, knitting flesh back together, sealing cuts with ...
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