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... stretched, expecting the usual symphony of pain from her muscles.
Nothing.
No screaming joints. No protesting tendons. Just... good. She felt good.
[What the heck?]
"Holy shit."
Grace turned. Seraph stood there with her mouth hanging open like she’d seen a ghost.
"What?"
"Look at you!" Seraph practically ran over and started poking Grace’s arm. Then her other arm. Then her stomach. "You’ve got actual muscles now! Like, real ones!"
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