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... as his eyes cracked open against a wash of sterile white light. The ceiling above him wasn't stone or sky, but paneled metal, traced with faint mana lines pulsing steady.
He was in a med-bay. FHA standard issue.
The hum of monitoring glyphs filled the silence, a soft rhythm of magic keeping track of a body that felt like it had been set on fire, drowned, and dragged across glass.
'…Yeah. Still alive. That's good news, I guess.'
The system flickered across his visi ...
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