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Lestan shot past her, and Reverie could only dissolve into hysteria. Her mounting panic manifested as a familiar clenching pain; she bit her own tongue in an effort to hold in her cry, and even then a muffled sound escaped her. She only had a moment to wonder why it felt so important to hide her pain, her sickness even now. There was no time at all to find the answer. Reverie felt a warm rush of blood, and then she felt nothing at all; she slipped into unconsciousness, and the bleeding continued.