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Aeris’s pov The sudden abrupt reaction from the old lady healer got me perplexed. She had her face turned all pale and I wondered if she saw a ghost running in the chamber but her gaze was glued to my broken shoulder which made me fear for my own body. Did I get sepsis or need to amputate the entire arm? If that would be the case, then it would be shameful for me. I wished to get my arm cut off in a war rather than being drowned in a lake. “What’s the matter? What happened to her?” Caspian roared at the old lady and I tried to gesture to him not to make the old lady healer uncomfortable by her lycan abilities. “Caspian!” I whispered. “Umm.. I need to access this wound by myself.” The old lady healer jumped quickly in front of me. More like she was hiding my body from the other healers