*chugs another glass*
Dammit, patches did a number on me... Except he didn't. Ran a huge sword right through me. I was bleeding. I saw the blood. I felt it dripping out of me. And for a second, I was sure I was dead. I had closed my eyes, at least. And damn, my lids were heavy.
I guess its like a bicycle. You just don't forget. To be honest my arm
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