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<p>"Ugh!" Lyne held on to her wounded face as she was wheeled into the infirmary on a stroller. It burned so hard and even when she had heard her Father talk about self-healing, she had refused to ask him more about it due to how angry she was at him for keeping her mother's death away from her. </p>
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<p>Her face was full of dry blood with her swollen face burning hard. But someone else was on her mind, despite her pain. Zeidan.</p>
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<p>"Zeidan?" She mumbled.</p>
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