The last bloodline
* I turned around, expecting to see someone, but there was no one there.
*Meeka, is that you? Why couldn't I reach out to you before?* I asked, confused.
*I was too weak. Whatever hit us on the forehead was too powerful for me. It drained all my powers while healing you,* Meeka replied, sounding angry.
*Are you okay now?* I asked.
*Yeah, but still a little weak,* Meeka responded.
*Take your time to recover. I won't bother you,* I assured her, touching my forehead. To my surprise, there was no wound. It had already healed.
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