She suddenly woke up, but was half-asleep. She was tired from fighting with all her might. She had no scratches or injuries, her temperature just had changed because of the core that she has ate. Her braids seem to fall on her face, covering half of it. Every breath she took, it steamed out grey smoke.
I feel the presence of a person. I hope they don't worry about me. She pondered.
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