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... sight before him. The tent was already a storm of noise and movement, but his voice cut through it like a whip.
"Tavros! Prepare a table and a bed —NOW!" he bellowed, his words sharp enough to send the young medic sprinting toward an empty cot, flipping aside bloodied linens and clearing space.
"Lerna, cleanse the instruments! I want them spotless!" His hand shot toward a girl barely older than the wounded boy he had just treated. She nodded and dashed toward the boiling cauldro ...
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