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She lay there in silence for a moment, the loss of blood cooling her anger and making her much more docile. She didn't believe that she would die there, but she was certain she'd wait a little while before help arrived. Kitty and Andol would find her, surely, unless something bad had happened to them. Either way, she'd be saved, and he wouldn't, though her wound was no less than his. “It's funny how much blood you can lose from such a silly wound, , right? We feel invincible, but at the end of the day, it's just one wrong move, and you're gone.” She put a hand to the wound, blood covering her hands, but...<br/>
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Suddenly, she jerked up, her eyes wide with surprise. Her leg continued to ache, but there was no wound.</li>
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