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- Sheik wasted no time with pleasantries. She stood and limped to the man with the gloves.
- “Give me your arm.”
- He looked at her confused and held out his left hand.
- “Your injured arm.”
- He mouthed an ‘oh’ and with a wince, lifted the arm with the spear wound. Sheik supported it and with one hand, cast a healing spell. White energy floated from her palm and into the cut. It pulled the split skin together and sealed it. Only a scar was left behind.
- Once finished, he pulled his hand back and gave it a few stretches. He looked surprised at how good it felt.
- Sheik knelt down and began the process on her own spear wound.
- - Chapter 9
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