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... erion’s voice cracked slightly, a sharp, authoritative ring that felt entirely too big for his lungs. He punctuated the command with a brisk clap of his hands, his sleeves rolled past his elbows to reveal forearms dusted with a fine layer of herbal powder and a suspicious splash of something purple. The medical tent was... a lot. Imagine stepping into a sauna that smells like your grandma’s flower shop got hit by a welding accident. Iron, lavender, mint gone rogue, and some mysterious hint of "p ...
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