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... es, the flickering purple flame still hovering before her.
The screen didn't fade, didn't change, didn't react no matter how long she stared at it.
"Ten HP and ten MP," she muttered, squinting at the numbers. "That's... neat, I guess."
She pressed her finger against the number beside her health, expecting it to pulse, maybe give a tooltip, or wiggle with some magical flourish. Nothing happened. It was like poking glass.
Kivas frowned.
"Then why," she said, ...
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