No identity.

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Gabriel’s POV: This girl was going to be the death of me. I held her unconscious form in my arms, panting. It had taken me drawing on all the skills I had to escape from those hunters at the rate I was able to. I winced as I stepped on a branch. Looking down, I inspected my injured leg. I noted with a little bit of relief that it was healing. Finally, I thought with relief. Ever since I had been injured three days ago, which was the last full moon, I had been unable to heal myself properly. It had been an odd injury, I mused, while walking through the forest. I had brief flashes of memory run through my mind, but shook them off. After a long while walking, My sharp eyes caught the sun on its journey towards setting. It had to be hours now since I started walking, I realized and deci

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