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... vision, she would be blind as the room had no light sources. Looking around, she observed a small bedside table with a cup and pitcher sitting on it and a simple chair with clothes thrown over the backrest. She sat up, wincing in pain, and reached out with her right hand towards the cup. She paused. Someone healed me. She examined the place where her hand had been lopped off and couldn't even see the mark where it was re-knit with magical power. Whoever healed me must be a master, she thought. T ...
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