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... re. Minutes? Hours? The pain had faded to a dull throb, which probably meant he was going into shock.
Not good.
He turned his head slightly, ignoring the spike of agony from his ribs, and looked at the dungeon core. It still pulsed with that steady rhythm, casting purple light across the room.
He was still alive.
Hiroshi rolled onto his side, biting back a scream as his broken ribs ground together. His left arm was useless, the acid burns having stiffened into rig ...
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