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... s breathing slow and deep. Each breath drew prana from the air around him, pulling it into his core, cycling it through his body. His wounds had healed—the Earth law working through his flesh, knitting bone, sealing flesh, leaving only faint pink lines that would fade by morning. His stamina returned, slowly, steadily, filling muscles that had been empty.
He reviewed the fight. The white lightning had been good, but costly. He had used too much, too fast. Against the orcs, it had worked. ...
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