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... unds. His head pounded like someone had smashed a hammer against it. The pain was so intense that his vision blurred.
Instinctively, his hand shot to the back of his head, trying to stop the bleeding. He moved his hand through his hair, searching for blood—that familiar warmth, the proof of his suffering.
But there was nothing.
His fingers brushed against smooth hair.
No wound.
No dampness.
No blood.
His breath hitched.
What the hel ...
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