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"Different, but the same," I mumbled.
He didn't fight back but looked up to stare into my eyes.
"Have you been having nightmares?"
"Come again?"
"Nightmares."
"I don't...remember?" I answered honestly.
He didn't appear pleased, but he closed his eyes and his hand suddenly felt hot. I stayed still as best I could until a small whimper escaped me.
"I'm almost done," he murmured, his eyes still closed.
I looked down at my thigh, noticing the black magic circle that was glowing on my skin. A black mist began to penetrate my skin, and I froze at the sight.
What the flying fuck is that? A ghost?
Odion moved his hand from my thigh and took a step back. He raised his arm up and a large scythe materialized, causing me to gawk at him. In one smooth movement, he cut the floating Darkness in half.
An eerie sound escaped from it, and it glowed white and dissipated. I blinked, feeling a little different.
Light-hearted?
"What...was that?" I asked.
"Darkness likes to play tricks. Your wound was healed, but the person who healed you didn't eradicate the lingering dark power that was injected into your body when you were stabbed. At least I know your tolerance is rather strong."
"You helped me?"
"I guess," He replied with a calm look that reminded me of Orion's.
"Would I have become a Forsaken?" I inquired.
"If your body was too weak to defend yourself, yes. It's gone now. Nothing to worry about."
"Is that why you're here?"
"No..."
"You're lying."
"..."
"You came to check on me." I smiled, hopped off the stool, and looked up to him. "Thank you, Odion."
He pouted his lips and glanced away, his cheeks tinting with a hint of red. "I'm leaving."
"Hey, wait!" I huffed, reaching out to grasp his hand.
He stopped and slowly looked back at me. "What?"
"Is the magic circle going to stay there?" I asked, peering at the lingering mark. He looked at it and turned around.
"Guess it will give me away." He mumbled.
I gave him a confused look, unsure what he meant. He knelt down and took a deep breath, leaning forward until his cool lips pressed against the front of my thigh.
