Vivi tried to speak but the medigel was still working. He managed a wheeze before reaching for the whiteboard again. THEY DIDN'T KNOW UNTIL I USED A SPELL TO POISON ONE OF MY ATTACKERS. IF THEY'D KNOWN THEY WOULD'VE STARTED WITH A THROAT STRIKE.
He waited a moment and closed his eyes, focusing on the feelings inside his body, before cleaning the whiteboard and writing on it again. ARM DOESN'T HURT. BREATHING IS MUCH BETTER; I THINK YOU FIXED MY RIBS. ARMS AND LEGS FEEL BETTER. BREATHING AND SWALLOWING DOESN'T HURT AS MUCH AS IT DID BEFORE.
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He waited a moment and closed his eyes, focusing on the feelings inside his body, before cleaning the whiteboard and writing on it again. ARM DOESN'T HURT. BREATHING IS MUCH BETTER; I THINK YOU FIXED MY RIBS. ARMS AND LEGS FEEL BETTER. BREATHING AND SWALLOWING DOESN'T HURT AS MUCH AS IT DID BEFORE.