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Klevon's chest rises and falls in his sleep. The healer says that the heavy magic that hits him has rendered his magic into a state of chaos. However, it was minimized because I was in front of him.
Unfortunately, the healer is unsure why I am not affected by the magic. Does it have something to do with me being a werewolf? But Klevon has magic running through his veins too. They are like hybrid humans, created to hunt werewolves.
His eyes open, and I peer at him. "Are you feeling fine now?" I ask.
A broad grin appears on his face. He taps my nose and responds, "Why, my little werewolf, are you worried for me?"
I heave a sigh of relief. He's back to his previous, annoying self, which means he's okay already. I stand up from the chair. "Then, I will leave you to recuperate. I will also ask for your food."
I am about to leave when he catches my wrist. "Stay for a while. It's nice seeing your face the moment I open my eyes."
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