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Walking along the path that Mizuko pointed out to her, Vallissa caught the scent of blood. At first faintly; she thought that it might have been traces of blood left behind from the recent sortie.
But then it grew stronger. Thicker, the sweet smell, as they drew towards some bushes. Her mouth watered. "Wait." Vlyssa set Mizuko down gently, placing her on the ground. Stepping into the dense undergrowth, Vlyssa gasped. There lay a boy, bleeding from the wrists; big, crimson pools of it evidence of how long he'd been here. He was only barely breathing, by the sound of it; his heartbeat was faint. Vlyssa suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to lower her mouth to his wrists. Was it her thirst? But she thought she had it under control...her eyes gleamed red. And she heard a gasp behind her, supposedly elicited by her unexpected actions.
"No..." was the only thing she murmured as she lowered her head gracefully, too gracefully, towards him.
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Vlyssa sighed, and kissed his wrists. A purple glow erupted in the space, filling it completely. The boy's wrists were healed, smooth, pale skin in place of the deep red gashes that had been there before.
The boy opened his clear, silver eyes. "Where am I?"
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