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The Lone Healer

When the Unity Trials first began and Neve was granted a system along with the rest of humanity, she sincerely hoped she would be among the first to die. Death eluded her, though, so, until her time came, she reluctantly settled into the role of a healer. One day, she and a group of players ventured into the realm of the Final Challenge, a strange, otherworldly dungeon that would give humanity a ten-year resting period if they completed it. But, although death eluded her, it found all of her allies. Now, with no one to rely on and a burning desire for revenge, Neve must become stronger if she hopes to avenge them. How exactly can she do so, however, when she is only a healer? A survival GL adventure story!

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Blood in the Water, Part Seventeen

The look on Erin's face, as she put the weapon on back at the safe zone, made the pain Neve had gone through feel like it was worth it. 

"Oh my goodness!" The lamia just about squeaked. "What is this!?" 

Sitting beside Ahlakan, Neve held back a laugh. The alchemist also looked rather amused, if slightly jealous as well. It stung to see that, but Neve promised in her heart that she'd do something about that in the near future. 

The weapon Neve had picked up from the chest looked like a pair of black gloves. Upon Erin putting them on, however, her hands turned draconic. Her claws gained some length, and her hands were covered in black scales. 

What Neve was the most curious about, of course, were the techniques the item apparently came with. 

She wasn't about to interrupt Erin's nerd-out moment, though.