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... by the insidious, healing power of the stolen mana. It was a perk of the curse Eric hadn’t fully appreciated—his body was becoming resilient, quick to mend. The bruises Styles had painted on his ribs were only faint shadows. The real damage was deeper, quieter.
Lying in the dark dormitory, listening to the symphony of his roommates’ sleep, Eric felt a new kind of hunger. It wasn’t the ravenous, hollow void that demanded mana. This was sharper, more focused. A thirst for competence. Styl ...
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