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- "Are you okay?" Blake asked, knelt by my side. She had a hand on my cheek, but I couldn't bring myself to feel any pleasure for that. "It looks like your armour lessened the impact."
- "It didn't," I croaked. "Armour doesn't do that. It protects from stabbing."
- "Ah." The Assassin shrugged awkwardly. "Sorry. I didn't know. I wear leather."
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