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Yxari looked up when the door creaked open. Her sight was still red, considering Sid broke a few blood vessels. She could see, however, the small form of her aunt slip in.
"Hey there, kiddo," she said.
"Hn," was all Yxari could manage at the moment. Her throat was clogged with her own mucus and blood, making her take long, ragged breaths, therefore, rendering her near mute. The small woman was chained to the wall by her wrists, so her arms were already dislocated, and rendered useless. Her aunt kneeled before the girl and opened her bag. The gypsy dampened a rag with the clear liquid....
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