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Chapter 74: Twist of fate
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... become a dull ache, a distant echo of the suffering he had endured. Kain no longer screamed, no longer flinched. He lay on the cold stone table, his eyes vacant, his body a canvas of scars and wounds. He had become a vessel, a living experiment, and the Blackwoods, in their relentless pursuit of knowledge, had pushed him to the very edge of his sanity.
The head healer, her face a mask of cold detachment, watched him with a morbid fascination. She had expected him to break, to succumb to ...
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