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... en door creaking behind her. The scent of antiseptic herbs and faint coppery traces of blood lingered in the air, mingling with the quiet groans and muffled coughs of the wounded.
On one of the cots at the far side of the room, Percival raised his head the moment he saw her. He pressed both palms theatrically to his chest, eyes wide with mock despair.
"Sister, at last you grace me with your presence. My heart is shattered."
Lara arched a brow. "What are you talking about, ...
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