The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion
Her once faint, nearly imperceptible breath grew stronger, steadier.
Her deathly pale face regained a hint of soft pink, her life force flickering back, fragile but undeniable.
Elric let out a long, shaky sigh of relief, unmistakable hope blossoming in his eyes.
Raven, meanwhile, felt his body grow impossibly light, as if all strength, all vitality, had been drained away. Even his soul seemed to float, untethered, slipping from his body, dissolving into the air.
His Alpha healing ability weakened rapidly. Eventually, the deep gash on his wrist could no longer mend itself.
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