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... back resting against the rough bark, eyes closed. His breathing was steady, calm.
If someone saw him right now, they might think he was asleep.
He wasn't.
His mind was moving—fast, sharp, brutal. Replaying everything he'd just gone through. The wolves. The vines. The dungeon. Nocthar. Death.
Every moment.
Every mistake.
Every time he fucked up.
He was dissecting it all.
What could I have done better? What was unnecessary? Which mis ...
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