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Chapter 11 by Caprimoon Caprimoon

What do you do?

Heal him with a prayer. (Faith)

Pressing your hands against his firm chest, you pray to the god of healing for his wounds to be healed. After a few seconds of nothing, golden light begins to spread from under your palms, spreading over the orc’s body. As you watch, his wounds begin to close, skin knitting together until there aren’t even any scars left.

Slowly, the orc’s eyes open. He looks up at you crouching over him with your hands still touching his chest, then down at his healed body.

“Wha...” he mutters, “what happened?”

What do you say?

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