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... repairing muscles and bones with painful precision. Yet every step was still a struggle, and every breath a reminder of the bite of those fangs. But his breath was returning—along with clarity. The feverish haze had faded. His legs held better, and his gaze was steady once more.
The group didn’t ask for more than that.
They moved now in a calculated silence—not just for stealth, but by choice. Words wore you down, and weariness could kill. In these mountains, every slope was as d ...
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