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Sephora's POV I glanced down at my ankle. I hadn't even realized I was rubbing it. I pulled my leg closer to mine. "Unfortunately I couldn't heal this injury ever since I got back from the hut. I don't know how dangerous it would be for you to touch it." "I've dealt with hot viruses, Sephora," Jason assured me. "Why are you worried about it being dangerous to me?" I sank onto the floor beside Jason, gingerly pushing aside a gun and a very sharp knife. "Let me see." "This is an entry wound. I was punctured first, all the way to the bone, and then this happened. King Jon said parasites were able to enter my system through this." I pulled up the cotton pants and showed Jason's and Summer what was left of the handprint branding my leg. "He went in and removed what he could. He said there we

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