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... a trance. My vision sharpened, every detail of her fair skin etched in perfect clarity. Blood welled from beneath my fingernails, condensing into the familiar shape of a scalpel. Even as it solidified, I called out {Anesthetic Shot} in my mind.
The crimson blade shimmered, wrapped in a faint green glow, and before John could react, I made my move.
My fingers worked with practiced precision, excising the necrotic tissue in swift, deliberate motions. Foul vapor ro ...
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