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... on your hands.
"...Pfft."
I wrapped bandages around my hands. Moving them stung, but that kind of pain was nothing.
When even taking a single step made my entire body feel like it was shattering, how could I care about something as trivial as blisters?
I kept moving my feet. Each step was unsteady, my form a mess. Were my strikes at least smooth?
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Not at all. Even hitting empty air produced a faint whistling sound, and ...
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