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2021-11-28 20:43:46I was yanked out of Kudaisi’s body as he came to. He was still in the dungeons, and the red matron stood before him with two of her apprentices.
“He is not going to make it” the red matron says, looking him over wistfully. My heart skips a beat hearing her. “Someone has tampered with him or something,” she looks around, frowning.
“What do we do no?” one of the apprentices asked.
The red matron frowned. “Get me blood. We can’t allow him die like this. We will feed him blood to make him heal and continue.”
“Okay,” the girl turned around and left the dungeon.
I came awake slowly, taking a moment to get my eyes used to the dim lightning of the room. The thick pungent smell of drug and pills hit me hard, and as I tried to move my right hand a strong warm hand gently, but firmly, stopped me.
“Finally you're awake.” It was Mama. She was seated on the bed by my side.
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