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... ched under the blanket, feeling the stiffness in my arms and shoulders from yesterday's fight. My body still carried a faint, residual ache—the kind only mana recovery could really handle—but at least I wasn't dead.
Sliding out of bed, I shuffled to the tiny kitchen corner, filled the kettle, and set it to boil.
Tea first. Then I'd figure out the next move.
While the water heated, I pulled out my phone again. Astral Community was still a storm.
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