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... p, stabbing pain of a wound, nor the dull ache of a bruise.
It was the feeling of being cooked from the inside out.
His veins felt like they were filled with liquid lead.
His heart hammered against his ribs with a rhythm that was too slow, too heavy, like a war drum beaten by a giant.
"Young Master!"
A frantic voice cut through the haze. A cool, soft hand touched his forehead.
Damien gasped, his eyes snapping open.
He wasn’t dead. He was ly ...
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