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... sat quietly in the dim light, his back resting against the cold wall. His wounds had begun to heal, the torn flesh knitting together at a slow but steady pace.
The guards still brought him food every day, meat, water, and the occasional herb mixture meant to aid recovery. It was strange. Why would they feed him, heal him, keep him alive? Wouldn’t it be smarter to let him grow weak, too weak to fight or escape?
He couldn’t tell if this was some trick or if Rogan still saw him as ...
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