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... . My arms were trembling, ribs aching from where the Aristocrat had slammed me into the concrete earlier.
My dragon form was gone, and so was the adrenaline.
All that was left was me: tired, battered, and desperately mumbling the skill I’d almost forgotten I had.
"Lesser Healing."
A faint green glow pulsed from my palm, seeping into the bruises along my chest. Warmth, then a deep pull in my gut like mana was dragging itself out of me with a crowbar.
The w ...
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