It felt as though I was plunging into a deep river, the coldness gradually transforming into a comforting warmth. Like a gentle caress, a ray of sunshine kissed my face. Slowly, Axel opened his eyes to find himself lying in a serene meadow beside a flowing river. Something soft brushed against his hand, and to his astonishment, he discovered that a wolf had bitten him. "Ah... my hand, my arm is broken. Please, call an ambulance," he exclaimed, wincing in pain. "Can you keep quiet? A wolf bite won't kill you," a voice responded calmly. "The issue is my hand," Axel retorted. "Take a good look," the voice urged. Examining his injured hand, Axel realized that the wolf's teeth were all broken, causing it to flee. "Thank you. Who just spoke?" he asked, bewildered. "Look down," the voice replied. Following the woman's guidance, his gaze fell upon a sword lying near him. "You can talk?" he questioned in disbelief. "Yes, and it would be quicker if you look at the water's edge as if it
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