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... way back.
I opened my eyes.
White. Stark, sterile white.
’Hm? An unfamiliar ceiling.’
I blinked, trying to clear the fog in my brain.
’Where am I?’
I turned my head slightly. Rows of white beds. The sharp, stinging scent of antiseptic mixed with the earthy smell of healing herbs. The light filtering through the curtains was a deep, burnt orange.
It was already evening.
Then, the memory hit me like a physical blow. The arena. The ice ...
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