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Chapter 437

The bear couldn't get into the cave, giving Damarion enough time to finish bandaging all of Andrew's wounds. However, something about Andrew's condition seemed off—his injuries were severe, he had lost a lot of blood, and there were signs of potential poisoning. Damarion's supply of medicines, hastily made from nearby herbs, was far from comprehensive. He used them to staunch the bleeding and applied his silver needles to suppress the toxins. Afterward, he leaned casually against the cave's wall as well, dozing off. For Damarion, it was as though nothing mattered. If the world were to collapse, so be it. He wasn't afraid of dying, though being mauled to death by a bear sounded particularly unpleasant. Andrew stirred awake, roused by the sound of something crashing into the cave's entrance. Struggling to sit up, he tried to assess the situation. Yawning, Damarion waved a hand lazily. "Don't bother. It's the bear ramming the cave entrance. I don't know what's wrong with that thing.

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