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... et, his body moving on instinct rather than will. His limbs felt lighter than they should have, his muscles no longer weighed down by the agony that had nearly consumed him before he lost consciousness. He expected his ribs to burn with every breath, for his arm to hang lifelessly at his side, for the poison to still be eating away at his flesh, but none of that happened.
He looked down at his hands once more, turning them over slowly. His skin, which had been bruised and torn, was clean ...
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