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... She took a deep breath—

Then slowly opened her eyes.

In an instant—

A flood of light poured into her vision.

Karin blinked uncomfortably.

After over a month and a half of fusion, her eyes had remained bandaged the entire time. Naturally, they weren't accustomed to the light just yet.

Gradually, the glare softened.

No—

It wasn't the light changing.

It was her eyes adjusting, adapting to all kinds of illumination.

...

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