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... him like rebar through concrete. "Cross, your core temp’s spiking!"
"I’ll cry later!" I shouted back.
The troll swung wild, pillar low. I jumped—but not enough. The corner clipped my thigh like a passing truck. My leg folded.
[Major Trauma: Deep Contusion / Microfractures]
[Absolute Regeneration: Delayed (12 s)]
[Mobility: -12%]
Pain intens as fire. Everything below my hip screamed in Morse code.
Elise slammed her palms down. Ash hardened m ...
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