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Mastema cringed feeling her clean the wounds and stitching them together. His fangs bared as smoke poured out of his mouth before starting to relax slowly, his body stressing more than ever.

Eae squealed before climbing ontop of Caspian laying ontop of him where her wings stretched out hoping for them to turn white again at his return. Her nails pricked at him as she gripped onto his clothes.