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Marbas stirred as the sting of water on his wounds sent volts of pain throughout his body - his limbs convulsed sickly for a momet before a became fully away, and took control of the bunching muscles in his extremities. He stayed on the ground, though, too hurt and too tired to rise after so little rest.

A dark figure swam above his vision, sterling eyes shining out of a black face.

"Am I dead?" he asked, breaths stuttering as they left his body. "Why does it still hurt?"