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... several long minutes before it crouched. A delicate hand reached out, fingers brushing the blood on Helena's lips.
The figure whispered softly, its voice carrying both tenderness and sorrow, "Hel..."
Suddenly, a white light enveloped Helena, shimmering like a protective barrier. Her wounds began to close, the blood on her lips fading as her pallor improved.
"Is it... healing her?" Nightfire whispered, her voice barely audible. She and Aether peered cautiously from the cor ...
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