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... le. For a moment, she simply studied them, taking in the bruises, cuts, and sheer exhaustion weighing down their postures.
Then, without a word, she raised her hands.
A soft golden glow pulsed from her fingertips, expanding outward like ripples in water. It wasn’t blinding, nor was it overwhelming—it was subtle, controlled. Precise.
The warmth that followed wasn’t like the adrenaline rush of a fight, nor the heat of pain. It was something deeper. A quiet restoration. A st ...
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