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... tion. He’d thought that she was just unconscious, but as Pale mentioned, the woman’s brown robe was covered in blood.


This was not the time to remain idle.


Lukas went closer and knelt beside the woman who was lying on her face. It was then that he checked the severity of her wounds.


…It wasn’t good. Her wounds weren’t so serious that she wouldn’t be able to recover, but she had lost too much blood.


“Pale, do you have any of that jerky the miglings ...

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