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... is own body.
He sat slumped against the far wall of the bunker, his eyes closed, his chest heaving with slow, labored breaths. The [Calamity Curse] pulsed with a sickly, rhythmic black light beneath his shirt, fighting aggressively against the residual golden healing magic Aria had layered over his skin.
He opened his internal interface, his mind feeling thick and sluggish, like trying to run a high-end physics simulation on an outdated processor. The numbers were terrifying. Wha ...
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