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The door shut behind him with a soft click, and he didn’t bother taking off his boots before stumbling towards the bed.
He dropped face first onto it, groaning into the pillow.
His whole body felt like it had been put through a grinder. His arms were sore, his ribs tender, and his legs heavy as stone.
Training with Ingrid had been brutal.
He rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling. "She’s not human," he muttered under his breath. "She can’t be."
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