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... a rate that doesn’t hurt or disorient me, and the mark of the Death God is absorbing the rest. As it absorbs energy it is growing. What began as a small black dragon now covers my upper left chest, crossing my collarbone to wrap partially around my upper arm.
"Come quickly, we need a medic" a familiar voice calls. Were the High River Sect we traveled with among the prisoners they were holding?
I rush over to find Elder Ming feeding Nanny Vitale a regeneration pill, but shaking he ...
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