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... hough it was a spell that was meant for healing the mind, it could heal physical injuries but only to a limited degree. Given their current circumstances, it was better than nothing.
“Are you asking me to just let you die, milady?” Amyra returned the question.
“You're aware that I can’t die, aren’t you?”
“I’m also aware that every time you die and come back, you lose a piece of yourself and the wounds linger like an unseen phantom. If you ask me, that’s a fate worse than ...
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