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Chapter 132

The last of the daylight drained away in blood and bile.

If I was lucky, the man that came under my hands had only superficial wounds that healed the instant my magic touched him, driven by instinct. If I was unlucky, I had to pick out debre from their still pulsing innards and get them back in so they wouldn't have something hanging out when the skin reached across the abyss. If I was unluckier still, my magic would return to me knowledge of diseases eating at their bodies that I hadn't the time to do anything about. Those diseases told me more about that certain patients lifestyle and bad habits than I ever wanted to know.

I threw up in the beginning. The guard 'escorting' me hadn't been sympathetic. Rather he'd been disgusted and even insulted, tearing me away from my pile of sick to the next soldier laying on the ground.