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... > Before Xion could respond with another half-witted joke, Darius bent down, scooping him up into his arms.
The healer’s head lolled against Archduke’s shoulder, his dark eyes blinking slowly as the world swayed around him.
"Ah," he muttered mostly to himself. "My chest hurts."
Darius’ grip tightened around Xion, mana swirling subtly around them, forming a barrier of warmth.
The green tendrils drilled into Xion’s body. Sensing no resistance, they surged forward wi ...
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