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Xenia drifted in and out on the cave floor, half-aware of the damp stone beneath her and Bill’s trembling hands pressing down on her wound. Every breath felt wrong. It was not just pain, but that slow, creeping sickness that told her the venom was still in her blood and still moving.
Footsteps rushed in from the entrance, fast and heavy. Something scraped against the rock as Anemone pushed through, followed by a sharp, clipped voice that did not bother with comfort.
“Move. Make space.”
Do-Jin burst through the entrance like he had been running from something. His forearms were slick with blood, some of it dried and some new. Anemone lowered her head and eased a limp figure down from the makeshift rope harness looped around its jaws. The girl was bound tight so she would not thrash or slip, making her seem more like a package than a person. The sight made Xenia’s stomach churn even through the haze.
Do-Jin dropped to one knee at once and went straight for the worst of it. The girl he had just brought in had sustained a thigh wound that was still pumping blood in thick surges, as if it refused to understand the fight was over. He didn’t waste time checking anything else. He tore a healing potion free and poured it directly onto the gash,...
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