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... t also mean there's a chance then? Sure right now i might still be suffering from the backlash of my forceful Advancement that any more strain on my vessel during this moment would make me crumble, but what about later? Wouldn't i just heal from this state in the future? Torn muscles heal eventually at some point, right? And they come hack stronger and better, too."

It sounded like i was silently agitated without letting it show on my exterior, and grasping at straws on the outside. But ...

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